Fall Of The Dac Compound
Dac Compound
Odanite Beachead
1700 Hours

Darkness, the whole reason that the Jedi had been run from their home. Darkness had seemingly won, but there was hope. The light always gave home to those shrouded in darkness. In this darkness arose a champion. Just one at first, he was old and frail in apprearence, although strong with the force. His brown robes cascaded down and around him making him look like an ordinary old man. But something, was, different about this one. He seemed to lack the ordinary social skills that were accustomed to most of the galaxy, but that was not it. He had a strongness about him that could rally all. He was, Liam Torun. Leader of the Odanite Jedi forces, and he was powerful.

Approaching the drop zone Liam looked over to his general Alora. "You seem troubled" He said shooting his a glance of sincere consern. "Do not worry, with our forces this will be a quick assault and before day break we will have the city."

Alora looked over to the Quaestor of House Odan-Urr, smiling. She knew that he was right, but something felt, wrong. "I sense something, something that seems wrong about this battle." She said frowning in deep thought.

It was the same thing Liam had sensed before getting to New Tython. He had tried to meditate and find its source but it was shrouded in the dark side of the Force. "I have sensed it to. It is unlike anything I have sensed before, perhaps a new enemy awaits us on New Tython. One that we cannot train for." Liam siad his brow furrowing with worry. It was not like him to simply give in to the fact that he could not figure out a problem. But this one it seemed, he could not solve on his own.

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Telghar was one of the four sent on a stealth mission into the Dac Compound with other members of strike team Ooroo. It was only four of them sent to infiltrate the Dac Compunds main defents and destroy their defenses from the inside. While their task may have been seen as cowardly by some it was essential that they suceeded if the attack was to be a success.
Telghar looked to his companinions, he knew exactly why each of them where there. Each with a unique talent for stealth, as well as each having an individual talent for their mission. Telghar was very large, not usually the prime pick for a stealth mission, but having been a hunter for many years before joining Odan-Urr, he was a prefect huntsmen. Quiet, agile and deadly he could kill with precision. 
Gon Doru was the second member of the stealth-ops group, being a master of manipulating the shadows, he was able to bend the light around himself. He was the shadow in the darkness that you should be afraid of.
Seridan may have been just a padawan, but he was a masterful stategist having years of formulating plans for missions, he could think on his feet and always find a way out or around to make his mission a success. His unique way of thinking made him a master of espionage.
Finally their was Revak, a master jedi, he was powerful, more so then any other member of the strike team. His masterful use of the force made him an asset to any team. He was the leader of this operation, and he was the asset that would bring success to this mission.
The group moved in single file pressed to the walls of the hallway that they moved through. It was quiet, eerily so, moving through this compund had a chill of silence that would unnerve even the most experienced of soldier's, but this group was Jedi. Years of training had built them into machines of war.
Seridan was the most visibly shaken, he was not unnerved by the quiet, or by the pressure of completing this mission. But the fact that he was not sure of war. He was not experienced with the flood of emotions that came with war time. 
Their first target was the communications array. It was heavily guarded and rightfully so. Crippling their communications would make for a quick defeat, and Seridan, with help from his master Revak, had come up with a perfect plan for destroying it. 
Moving into the next chamber, Telghar used his adept sense of smell to pinpoint the exact place where their enemies stood. Signaling for their group to stop he used the force to reach out to his master. 'Three squads ahead, kill them quickly', Gon heard his padawans thought as though they were his own, motioning for the group to fan out they held their position waiting for the first squad to make their rounds through the chamber.
As the first member of the squad came into the room Revak was on them. Ingniting his sabre he slashed through the first enemy and slammed the second and third into the wall with the force. Charging straight at his enemy Telghar unleashed his sabre smashing aside two blaster bolts as he ran his enemy through. Seridan and Gon were the last to join the fight, each brandishing their blade and dispatching their enemies. 
"Someone had to have heard that", Seridan said moving back into position. 
"Indeed" Revak said stowing his sabre once again on his belt. "Telghar, I want you and Gon to go to the turret systems and get them offline, while Seridan and I dispatch the Communications." 
Gon looked to the Equite, cocking his head slightly 'This was not the plan' Gon thought but he knew who was in charge, and he knew their was no time to argue over the plan. Tapping Telghar on the shoulder he motioned for his apprentice to follow. Running down the halls they moved their way closer to the turret defense grid and heard the first sounds of war errupt from outside.
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Explosions errupted from all around the battlefield as hover tanks were bombarded by enemy bombers and heavy artillary rained down on their troops. Liam was leading a charge forwards  to the Gates that surrounded the Dac Commpound. Hearing the roar of fighters overhead he slashed through two mercenaries and charged into the fray. Thousands of Herikoan troops fought  all around the battlefield. Assaulting the fortifications of the enemy. Looking to his left he saw a mortar blast a group of milita forces to bits spraying him with dirt and blood. Reaching for his comlink,  he ordered an air strike to blast the gates apart. Once they were inside the Dac Compound would fall quickly.  Hearing the missiles launch from the bomber above him Liam knew it was time to move signalling his troops to advance, he saw the explosion blow apart the wall infront of him. Pouring into the Dac Compound like a plauge the troops od the KUDF mauled the mercenary forces that defended their home planet. Ripping them limb from limb. Blasting them down, running them through with blades. It was only moments before the streets of the Dac Compound were bathed in blood.
Moving their troops into the streets was only the first part of taking this compound. The final test would be breaking the defenses of the shield generator protecting the mercenary forces. Liam was the one who would cripple these defenses. Moving his troops forward they approached the sheild generator Liam senses a distrubance in the force. "Move" He shouted as blaster bolts erupted towards them from the building to their left. Moving to cover Liam called for another air strike to blow the building of mercenaries to shreads. The bomb blasted the building to smouldering ashes, sending debris flying everywhere. His troops visably shaken need a few moments to rest. Liam however was very strong. Moving from cover he charged the shield generator deflecting blaster bolts as he ran, chaging through the electical barricade He slashed at the power generator at the base of the structure. An explosion sent him hurtling backwards landing in the street, slightly injured he rose to his feet seeing the sheild slowly fall. MIssies and turbo lasers rained down on the Dac Compound.  
Smoke rising in the air Liam knew the day was won, but tomorrow, the real war began.