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Fragments of Lies
Trailer *music starts to play The Tusken Camp* [Opens with an image of Wes Janson sitting on a chair, his hands are bound behind his back. Only flickering candlelight is illuminating the scene. Cassandra with blonde hair is standing above him, kissing then his cheek. Wes' eyes grow large before he collapses. She steps back and steps into the darkness] [the image fades to darkness] *music stops* [slowly stars fade into the darkness] *music starts to play Rebel Blockade Runner* Voice Over: For over ten millennia Adumar was at itself, trapped in space without connection to other planets. [cut from the darkness to a bright illuminated planet which is covered with clouds, thick around the equator, forming major storm formations. Toward the poles they thin out, showing oceans and landmasses that appear to be green, wedged with grey mountain massifs.] Voice Over: This ends now, the Empire and the New Republic has sent ambassador to convince the governments of the planet to join their alliance. [the image zooms closer to the planet, and two major ships become visible, one on each side of the planet. One is the Imperial-class Star Destroyer Agonizer and the other one the Imperial I-class Star Destroyer Allegiance] Voice Over: The competition has started. In the air [cut to flightknives of Blade-32's in the air, firing at each other, some of them exploding into fire balls and shrapnel before the background of a deep blue sky.] [cut to cheering people on the street, dressed in colourful cloths with wide sleeves. Wires stretch from each building to others, forming a loose web over the streets.] [cut to four pilots in imperial uniform that walk through a passage in the crowd, bathing in the praises and adorations from the people on the street.] [cut to a young woman with brown hair and green eyes. She is observing the cheering people on a flatscreen, her face is grimacing in disdain.] Voice Over: As well as on the ground. *music fades to Across the Stars* [cut to Wedge Antilles, Tycho Celchu, Wes Janson and Hobbie Klivian who are entering a ball room. The four men are dressed in colourful cloths and capes as it is a local tradition. They merge with the Adumari and blend perfectly into the crowd] [cut to the young woman with brown hair who is standing in a quiet corner in the ball room, her eyes settled on Wes Janson and his companions as they moved through the crowd. A young man stands besides her, gazing in the same direction as she does] Tris'kan: Too bad, Cassy, all dressed up and no chance for us lowies to talk with those famous folks. We are lucky enough to have managed to have seen them for a couple of seconds. [cut to Wedge, Tycho, Wes, Hobbie and their newly picked up companions, Tomer Darpen, Hallis Saper and the Blastsword Champion of Cartaan Cheriss ke Hanadi moving through the crowd, shaking hands and making small talk] [cut to Tris'kan who drags Cassandra through chatting people into the line of the path the pilots of the New Republic are taking.] Tris'kan: Cheriss ke Hanadi, Cartann blastsword duelling Ground Champion, I beg to allow me to present to you and your guests this young pilot, Cassandra ke Brien and myself, Tris'kan ke Otan, we both serve Cartaan Starfighter Command. It is our pleasure to make your acquaintance. [cut to Cassandra who blushes crimson at the boldness of her friend. Wes moves forward and elegantly takes her hand and presented her with a smile] Voice Over: What is love but the strangest of feelings? A sin you swallow for the rest of your life? [cut to Wes Janson in dress uniform leading Cassandra in another gown to the dance floor. Skilled he leads her through the steps] [cut to Wedge, Tycho, Hobbie and Iella obviously whispering about their friend] [cut to Wes and Cassandra leaving the room] Voice Over: How do you turn what that savage take? You've been looking for someone to believe in [cut to the Imperial I-class Star Destroyer Allegiance that breaks orbit and speeds up before it jumps into hyperspace.] [cut to a black image] *music fades to Duel of the Fates* [cut to the Executor-class Star Dreadnaught Reaper and it's adorned fleet reverting to normal space close to Adumar's orbit] [cut to a blazing fire in a street, people running screaming] [cut to a explosion, glass bursting into shards, walls giving way under the pressure, buildings falling into themselves. Screams of agony slice through the rumbling noises and explosions.] [cut to Blade-32s raising into the air, engaging TIE-fighters though the local crafts have no chance against the advanced imperial skills] [cut to another explosion, the palace of the perator bursts into flames] [cut to Cassandra who lies on the ground, her body is covered with blood. It seeps through a gash on her stomach. One of her legs is bent in an odd angle.] [cut to a black image] Byran's voice as voice over: Take care of her. *music fades to The Imperial March (Darth Vader's Theme)* [cut to a changed Cassandra, her hair is bound back in a severe bun, she is dressed in an uniform. The image zooms slowly out, showing her in a row of around 14-year old Chiss. The alien children are standing disciplined in rows, the woman in the middle of them.] [cut to clawcraft, racing through the emptiness of space toward a destroyer] [cut into the co.ckpit and the female pilot, which is Cassandra] [cut to the flight deck, Soontir Fel looking approvingly at the woman who climbs down the ladder, jumping the last steps. She strokes her hair out of her face and eyes. Her helmet she holds under her arm. General Fel is approaching her.] Soontir Fel: You're a good assert to the Empire of the Hand. [cut to Cassandra who gives General Fel a short nod.] Cassandra: Thank you, Sir. [cut to a black image] [cut to a planet, a stony hand that looks like reaching toward the sky contrasts only slightly to the light grey sky. Two clawcrafts races into the image and toward the bastion] [cut to Cassandra accompanied by very young Chak Fel who resembles a lot his father, walking toward a waiting Admiral Voss Parck.] [cut to a zoomed out image of that scene showing rows of soldiers, humans and Chiss] [cut to the same scene setting though Cassandra and Chak are among the rows of soldiers.] *music fades to Battle of Heroes* [cut to the darkness of space, dotted with tiny, distant stars. A Vagaari ship hangs in space, as it seems waiting. Transparisteel bubbles are spread over the hull and it seems as are they alive.] [cut to zoom of one of those bubbles, a living creature in it becomes visible.] [cut to a ship approaching the Vagaari vessel. The ship was around 300 meters long, grown out of living stone. It was an unusual design for a galaxy dominated by steel ships.] [cut to the interior of one bubble with a close up of the prisoner. His skin is sickly gray, small blue sacks are under his eyes. His forehead slopes back and his ears are pointy. Scars and tattoos cover most of his skin. The captive is one of the Far Outsiders.] [cut to a black image] [cut to clawcrafts engaging Vagaari and Far Outsider fighters] [cut to Cassandra running down a corridor, firing her blaster backwards. Couple of steps behind her a Far Outsider rushing after her] [cut to a clawcraft exploding and a Far Outsider fighter flying through the fireball] [cut to a grim looking Voss Parck on the command deck of the bridge of his flagship. Beyond the viewport ships explode and laserbolts flash] [cut to Cassandra pulling Chak out of the fire line and behind some cargo boxes] [cut to Far Outsiders rushing down a corridor, their vonduun crab boots crashing against the metal floor plating] [cut to a Vagaari being cut down by one of the alien warriors] [cut to Cassandra being moulded into a seemingly living apparatus] [cut to a disfigured face] *music stops* Far Outsider: And your first task will be to bring us your latest lover. [cut to Cassandra who slightly nods] [cut to black image] Fragments of Lies |
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