'Congrats, Deet. We'll have to see, he might be busy with Cara and their droids,' Loreley smiled, 'Good luck, see you back here when it's done.' Loreley hugged him again and then climbed up to the fighters again.
@asddas193 The task force, consisting of three ISDs, four Victory classes, and a number of small anti fighter ships, comes out of hyperspace, the Colossus barely missing the husk of a disabled ship. Through the force field that separates the hangar from the vacuum of space, Loreley sees her homeworld of Kuat, the familiar ring of the Kuat Drive Yard surrounding it. Loreley and DT see the battle raging between the forces of the Rebellion amd Empire, currently evenly. The Rebellion's forces are led by the massive capital ship, Home One, and the Liberation. Below, lies the immensely large dreadnought, the Pride of the Core. It's currently in dry dock, and lies vulnerable. DT is led to a lambda class shuttle, where the other Force users, sans Darth Vader, await. Loreley is given the green light to take off, as the lambda class raises up into the air. They see the dark lord get into a TIE advanced, and lead the fighter wing out. Darth Vader's voice sounds out among Loreley's wing. "We are to protect that shuttle." As he says it, DT's transport is rocked by laser fire, as a group of A-Wings moves in for the attack.
As he was lead to the shuttle, DT-L30 pumps himself up. Enchancing his body with the Force, while his anger, and excitement began to swell up. He eagerly awaits for their ship to land.
'Roger that, Lord Vader,' Loreley affirmed the orders, 'Beta flight, protect the shuttle. We'll engage those A-wings. Launch!' The TIE Defender dropped from the clamps and soared out of the hangar, followed by the starfighter and interceptors. Loreley immediately moved to engage the A-Wing flight, pushing her new craft to see what it could do.
She takes all of the cocks thrown her way in this gangbang and enjoys every one of them. She never grows tired only. Ore hungry of lust. Her skills as a night sister and the orgies with the crew have allowed her stamina to handle so much.
It really is a far more impressive fighter than what Loreley usually flies. The A-Wings break off, attacking, but even they have trouble witht the Defender's speed. A Rebel struggles to get on Loreley's tail, his shots easily evaded. His ship is faster than hers, but her skill combined with the engine speed mean that he can only occasionally scratch the shields pointlessly. As this goes on she sees three A-Wings in front of her, easy pickings. As Teal shoots down her pursuer, Loreley sees the chaos unfold in front of her. Tarrik and Zenobia are working together, gunning down several rebels, when she catches sight of Vader's craft. He carves through the enemy formation like a knife through butter, tearing them apart with his guns and missiles, not even taking a scratch. In less than a minute, he's destroyed 10 A-Wings. Teal notices his that the assailants attacking his ship break off, to fight Imperial forces elsewhere. Dodging turbolaser fire, the shuttle sails into the Liberation's hangar, along with two TIE fighters. The hangar is colossal, capable of holding hundreds of fighters, and the TIEs unleash hell inside it, opening fire. They destroy fighters, carve through support platforms, and kill the massed infantry gathered to repel the Imperial assault. Clear for the moment, the shuttle touches down, and the ramp descends, letting the Force wielders through. More shuttles enter the hangar, spilling forth nearly 100 Death Troopers. Revel reinforcements rush in as the fighters leave, well dressed and armoured, seeming far better trained than most rebel infantry, as they take cover behind the wreckage and begin trading fire with the Imperials. They have at least double the troops of DT's side, but he doesn't see any Jedi, yet.
Her lust seems to bleed into the men fucking her, bolstering their stamina, as they take turns fucking Vahlia's various holes. The orgy only increases in ferocity as all involved lose track of time, experiencing mind shattering orgasms, and recovering from them almost instantly. Originally, the stormtroopers had only their dicks out, but as the fuck continues they strip naked, as covered in sweat as Vahlia is in cum.
Seeing the carnage inside the hanger, as he got off the shuttle. DT-L30 knew this was going to be a long day. Grabbing both of his lightsabers activating them to deflect blaster fire, he uses the Force to determine where the enemy jedi are.
Loreley was impressed with the qualities of the prototype, quickly dispatching the three A-Wings in her sights. 'Thanks, beta three,' She thanked Teal for clearing her six o'clock. Impressed by Vader's display, she once again joined the fray to support the Emperor's right hand man.
He feels their presences in multiple locations, repelling other boarding parties. One comes towards him, Mallie Matrek. She approaches cautiously, dodging and deflecting blaster fire. DT sees that Xarrina and the Inquisitor have already entered the fray, cutting down rebel troops, so the woman is currently his sole opponent. She walks forwards, blade raised. "I will show no quarter, Sith. Leave now."
"No problem." The A-Wings retreat, superior speed allowing the remaining craft to withdraw. Vaders voice sounds. "Bombers are approaching to destroy the Liberation's weapons. Assist them." As he speaks, the TIE bombers begin to fly overhead, before an X-Wing squadron pulls off out of the largest dogfight Loreley has ever seen, in the centre of the battle, teaming up with the surviving A-Wings. They fly towards the bombers, a few moving to engage Loreley's flight. Vader's fighter moves into the Liberation's hangar.
'Okay, you heard the man,' Loreley called over comms, 'Escort the bombers and shred those X-Wings and A-Wings.' Loreley manouvred her craft to intercept the X-wings before they could engage the bombers.
They respond in the affirmative. Loreley feels an unnatural calm wash over her, as the four pilots in her unit become connected somehow. She can't explain the sensation, but she knows the actions her men are going to take, moments before they take them, and that the others can feel the same. The Defender proves its worth, as Loreley racks up kill after kill, protecting all but one bomber. Her companions perform no less well, each taking down multiple hostiles. There are explosions on the Liberation's hull as its stolen star destroyer guns are destroyed. At the same time, she sees Rebel Y-Wings heading for the sensitive sections of the KDY ring, and rebel transports heading towards the Pride of the Core. She knows that her group is the only one close enough to act, and that she only has time to intercept one group.
'Beta Two, Three, intecept those transports. Four, on me, we are taking out the Y-wings, don't let them attack the shipyard,' Loreley commanded, feeling very peculiar, she wondered if it was Zenobia's doing. Her Defender raced after the Y-wings. [Four is Tarrik, I recon.]
"Hmm?" DT-L30 recalled the woman from his briefing, she was no doubt the easiest of the bunch. Making him smile under his helmet as she would make a good warm up. But now, the question is, whether to kill her, or try to bring her back alive. "Good, I wouldn't want this to be too easy." He replied in a confident tone, as he launches his attack with his lightsabers. Lunging at her with his Force enchanced body, while using the full strength of his cybernetic limbs.
Tarrik joins her, and together they wreak havoc on the attacking Y-Wings, forcing them to withdraw. Beta Two and Three manage to take down a transport, but more manage to enter the hangar of the giant dreadnought. With no orders, standard operating procedure states that she should stay on the edge of the dogfight, attacking enemy fighters that attempt to escape.
The Jedi grunts, easily forced back, her body athletic, but clearly not built for strength. DT manages to knock the lightsaber from her hand, and block her attempt at knocking him down with Force push. "Finish it, then. I'll be one with the Force."
DT-L30 slashes at her neck, but at the last moment deactivates his lightsaber. Backhanding the female jedi with his cybernetic hand, he planned to knock her out. And when she was, he orders some death troopers to bind her, and bring her back to the shuttle.
Marek cries out in anticipation of the blade, and gasps as she's hit, falling unconcious. The rebels lose morale as she's dragged away, falling back. Darth Vader's fighter enters the hangar, and the dark lord gets out. Looking at the unconscious Jedi, he nods. "Well done, but this challenge will not be reflective of what's to come." A death trooper squad approaches, led by Xarrina, and Vader says "take these troops down to the hyperdrive and destroy it. Beware, Kota has likely posted strong forces to defend it. Failure will not be tolerated."
DT-L30 remains vigilant as the jedi was knocked out, prepared to deflect any blaster bolts heading his way. Until Vader himself joins the fray. He nods as the dark lord gave his orders, following Xarrina and her squad to the hyper drive.
