The ship could have had all the weapons functioning at once, but the tractor beams required a lot of power, as well as the turbolasers. Commander Thaou gave instructions on what the plan was. The turbolaser gunners went on break, while the tractor beam gunners were activated. The gunners activated the tractor beams and began to scope targets; two fighters were picked out because they were already faced the right direction.

Commander Thaou: Engoj zey shtractor bems...nau! (Engage the tractor beams now!)

Invisble beams jumped from the frigate and grabbed the two starfighters. They were hurled at the transport. The transport's shields were up at full and easily deflected the starfighters.

*  *  *

Starfighter A-7: Aaaaah! Help! I can't...control...must...

The communications cut off and the fighter slammed into the transport's shield. A third of a second later, the other fighter hurled into the shield. Suddenly, a blast rocked the ship.

Crewmember: Captain, we lost some power to the shields and one of the bridge shield generators was destroyed!

Captain Aam: Keep firing! I'll take that ship from an escape pod if I have to!

Two more fighters banged the shields; the ship shook a little. One of the laser cannons shorted and blew up. Gunners flew and smashed into the wall, flying into the bridge. Two fighters were being thrown towards the transport, but they slammed into each other and exploded.

*  *  *

The other transport was taking heavy fire, and its shields began to weaken. After a few more blasts from a corvette turbolaser and the shields buckled. The tractor beams then focused on the transport and it began to slide to its starboard(right). It slowly began to turn to face the main transport and accelerated. It charged into the main transport and a huge explosion eliminated it.

*  *  *

Back on the main transport, emergency crews tried to extinguish fires but weren't able to gain an edge on them. Another laser cannon exploded, and four more fighters hurled into the transport. Crewmembers and mercenaries ran around, mostly attempting to do stuff that was all in vain. Captain Aam looked on, not caring what the outcome would be. Two more fighters slammed into the ship. There were only fifteen fighters out there, and yet the enemy was fully armed and operational.

Gunner: I can't hit anything! Their shields are too strong!

Captain Aam: Keep firing!

Another six fighters were destroyed, and two more slammed into the transport. They were beginning to tax the shields when they struck. Two of the eight remaining fighters left the battle and headed for Malastare. Three fighters blew up and the last three turned away from what was the battle and headed back for the transport. Captain Aam waited for them to get close and ordered the turbolasers to be fired at the incoming fighters. Before one shot could be fired, one of the docking bays exploded destroying the remaining fighters on board.

The fires had managed to overwhelm the fire prevention crews, and was getting close to the bridge. Captain Aam crept away and head for the escape pod launchers. One of the mercenaries, named Fal, blocked his path.

Fal: Koona chuta, Aam?

Aam: I was going to check on the rear cannons.

Fal: Are ya now? I don't think so. Why would there be a need for rear cannons, everything is going on in the front.

Aam: Please, move aside Fal.

Fal: I won't have to...

Fal raised his blaster and shot the captain twice. Once in his shoulder; the other hit his left eye stalk. Captain Aam gasped in pain. He made hiccup-like noises as if gasping for air. He reached out his hand and grabbed Fal's throat and brought it down and smacked it to the ground. Fal was now gasping for air. Aam went behind Fal and kicked him, he went shooting down the hallway. Fal smacked into a wall and lay silently. Aam didn't know if he was alive or dead. He didn't care though, so he walked on.

*  *  *

Kagga slugged around and then asked how the battle was going. The captain said that they had nearly finished off everything. All that remained was a damaged transport.

Kagga: Interesting. Commander Thaou?

Thaou: Yes, my lord?

Kagga: You've always been helpful to me.

Kagga was crawling around Thaou, who also happened to be a Hutt. However, he was a lesser member of the clan.

Kagga: I know you've always wanted to be up here on the bridge. Would you consider commanding my ship?

The captian cut in: W-What?! You can't do that!

Kagga: Of course I can, I own the ship. Guards, take him away!

The captain, a Quarren, was dragged to the prison at the far end of the ship. Jat looked at him wearily, he never thought Kagga would act like this. Perhaps, he thought, he has greater plans for him. I just hope I don't end up there as well. Jat decided he would retreat to his stateroom. He left the bridge and headed for the secondary tube lift shaft.

*  *  *

Aam reached the escape pods and pressed a button that opened one. It had people in it already. They were just about to leave when he opened the hatch. He yelled at them and forced them out. He punched a few buttons walked out and said they could go back in. They had no idea how odd that really was. They launched the escape pod and as it descended towards Malastare, it flashed a bright, reddish-orange glow and disappeared. Apparently, Aam set it to self-destruct, a decoy setting he had installed.

He opened the next escape pod and found it empty. Then, he realized Fal distracted him from getting his belongings. He ran back and quickly stashed everything into a sack and walked out. He arrived back at the escape pod to find the one he had opened had left already. He cursed and then went to a third escape pod. He flipped a switch and it opened. Luckily, nobody had gotten to it yet. He stuffed himself inside and managed to fit in his sack because the pods were made for four to six people, not very comfortably though.

He began pushing buttons and the escape pod launched away from the transport that was his ship. He didn't care what happened to it. It wasn't even his money that bought it. He stole it fresh from a lot, waiting for people to choose one and take it. He too descended towards Malastare, but this pod didn't explode like the one prior.

*  *  *

Kagga watched as the enemy transport was broken up and was glowing orange from the inside. He thought that it must be burning. The guns kept pounding it; it looked like it would never be destroyed. A blast from a turbo laser was aimed at one of the main guns on the transport, which blew up and tore apart the bridge of the ship. Kagga had a grin-like thought, because Hutts couldn't really smile. He decided to go to his palace-bedroom and see what was going on.

When he arrived there, people were conversing, betting on podracing and other sports broadcasted from Malastare. Kagga, of course, profitted from all bets made on the ship...unless there was "illegal" betting, which it is better not to know the punishment of.

Jat walked into the room, and walked over to Kagga.

Jat: Might I speak with you?...in private?

Kagga: Sure, my friend.

Jat brought Kagga to his own personal stateroom, which had enough space for Kagga...if furniture was properly rearranged. Jat asked Kagga if he would like something to drink.

Kagga: You got some blue milk wired in here?

Jat: Sure.

He went to get some blue milk which was piped into his room from the cantina, like water from a sink. When he returned he asked Kagga where they would be headed next.

Kagga: I think we should head towards Tatooine and see what money we can can rake up there.

Kagga made a hic-urp, and choked on the blue milk. He drank some more and it went away. He didn't blame it on Jat, even though a Hutt would normally do that.

Jat: I have discovered a large shipment of the Old Republic LAAT/i's that was abandoned near Geonosis. Are you interested?

Kagga: Will we have to pay for it?

Jat: No.

Ok, then, we'll take what we can after our guests le...*BELCH!*...lch...leave and then take what we can. If there is any left over, we will leave some guards behind or destroy it.

Jat: Ok. I think the transports are leaving soon.

Jat flicked on his comlink.

Jat: Hey Scorttie, are they leaving soon?

Scortie: Yup, they are boarding the transports as we speak.

Jat: Good.