Part 2
Marcus stared at his tactical display and was, for once, at a loss forwords. Huge arrow head shaped ships were engaging Shadow vessels. At first it appeared as if the battle was about even, but at second glance it seemed that about twenty of the arrow ships were assisting the Shadows. Almost four hundred of the arrow ships and their various support vessels, were engaged against the Shadow Fleet and the rest of the arrow ships. Marcus looked on in horror at a battle that would have decimated the entire Minbari fleet. "This isn't Minbar," came Susan's voice from behind him.
Marcus glanced back at Susan and Lyta. At any other time he would have jumped into to battle without thought, but with Susan on board he was thinking seriously about charging up the jump engines and getting the bloody hell out of here no matter what the commander thought.
Susan looked over at Marcus, thought that she must truly be twisted because all she could think of was that if she had to die at least she would die with Marcus. She could feel his concern for her it was almost tangible. And as much as she would normally deny it, it actually warmed her cold russian heart. \Marcus, if we survive I think I'll keep you.\ It was funny that as soon as the though crossed her mind Marcus turned and smiled at her almost as though he heard her.
"We know nothing about any of these ships here, but 'the enemy of my enemy is my friend,' so open up a channel to a defending ship, any defending ship. Lyta pick out one of the hostile and point him out to us. Marcus get us in close to it and lets take it down."
Marcus felt an image of the ship that Lyta wanted to attack enter his mind. He ducked, dodged, and wove the Whitestar under the enemy's defenses and Susan hit it dead center. They moved on to the next ship.
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General Wedge Antilles, only survivor of two Deathstar runs, liberator of Coruscant, hero of Thryferra, and founder (with Luke Skywalker) of Rouge Squadron, and all around hero, was having a very bad day. Only seconds before these 'Spider ships' had dropped out of hyperspace both Commander Corran Horn and Jedi Kyp Durron had passed out onto the deck. The only word that either had muttered was "Shadows." Before he could get a med droid to help them the battle had started.
They were calling in every available ship, but right now both he on the LUSKANYA, and Admiral Ackbar aboard the HOMEONE, were outgunned.
"Sir, we have an energy spike in sector 13," his bridge captain yelled. /Great,/ Wedge thought. / Just what I need, another problem./
"Sir it's a ship and it is exiting some kind of portal and attacking the 'Spider ships' on its starboard . Open a channel Captain, and get me a scan of that ship." Wedge watched in amazement as the small alien ship took out ship after ship of the enemy.
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Lyta knew that she should be dead now. She should be writhing on the floor in agony for the over use of her powers. Yet it almost seemed as if both Susan and Marcus were feeding her energy, but that was impossible....right.