The Masked Man

Whilst Telan was busy training his apprentice, Balv Gregor, High Commander of the Potentium military, led 10 squads of general infantry, armed with basic DC Rifles and metallic black cortosis alloy armor, out from the nearby military training base out to the docking bay, where an unknown figure had just landed his unregistered starfighter, without giving proper papers to the Foreign Travels Minister. Balv Gregor, in his imperial-style uniform and service cap, had approached the Starfighter, and came close enough that anyone inside could hear him within. "This is High Commader Balv Gregor, and I command you to exit your starfighter! You have illegally entered Potentium space, and I am here to detain you. Come out now so I don't have to force you!"

A cloaked figure exited the starship, no face was able to be seen. There was something about how he moved though, something that made the commander uneasy. The figure just stood there a moment, surveying the troops. The dark platform was spooky as night had been on the planet for some hours.

"The force is an almighty power, a power which only a select few enjoy. Yet even they do not comprehend it's full power and how much it effects...everything. So I ask you, are you willing to take a chance, are you willing to challenge this indestructible power?"

"Indestructible? Don't get so cocky," he chuckled. He only smirked and snickered at the strange man, in his eyes. He was stunned, however, but hid it. And he was a little mortified. "Guards, arrest this man!" Balv commanded. Immediately, 3 men stepped forward, 2 attempting to surround the man and grab him by the arms, the other readying himself to handcuff this figure. Gregor stood silently, thinking about the strange hooded figure's words. Could he be as powerful as he says?

Although he doubted it, deep down, he felt fear. For a minute. He didn't know what to expect in the next couple moments.

Suddenly, the man looked up, sharply and intensely staring into the soul of the Commander. The Commander's eyes widened. The man thrust out his arm and swept it around in an arc. Five of the squads were instantly pushed far back, stopped only by the solid objects behind them. The rest of the troops opened fire, but the moment the first soldier hit the trigger on their weapon, a lightsaber was instantly activated in the man's left hand.
Spinning the saber about with extreme skill, the man slowly began walking forward, deflecting every shot that was fired. The troops slowly began edging backwards as the cloaked figure slowly and solemnly kept moving forward

"It's... IT'S A DAMN ROUGE JEDI!" the commander yelled. "Activate the alarms," he yelled in horror. The commander turned, and ran from the scene, closely followed by a couple of squads, as the raucous of the sirens began to go off. The commander sharply turned to the left as he exited the large archway of the port area, and hid behind the wall. He slowly edged to look at what was happening, only to see many men falling by their own fire from the masked man's rejections. "All men, RETREAT," Balv ordered. As another couple of men fell, the rest ran to Balv. He eyed the remaining men, counting only 5 squads, and another 2 men. "I'm contacting Taral, and I'm also ordering reinforcements from the artillery and militia." In a moment, he did so, but took a couple moments as the sirens interrupted his screaming conversation. He closed his communicator, put his hand down on his knees as he slid down on the wall, and detonated the f-bomb as he ordered his men to flank the man. He kept the 2 freelance men by his side as guards as he fled further, going past several buildings. He didn't care or know what happened ever since he started running.

Troops Entering Battle: 100x Infantry squads

They will start firing, and flanking the enemy, as soon as he is visible and able to be accurately shot.

The cloaked man was enveloped in a cover of fire and smoke as the bomb detonated, incinerating anything within its radius. The troops waited anxiously, waiting for the smoke to clear. Suddenly, a beam of light pierced the dark clouds of smoke and a dull humming sound could be heard.
The smoke rolled around as the figure slowly and confidently walked out of the smoke. The troops were almost in shock.

"Are you all still sure you want to fight this battle?" the man said calmly, yet somewhat frighteningly.

Many of the men indulged in nodding their heads, agreeing secretly that they didn't want to fight. These men were untrained for combat against Jedi, so their numbers began to dwindle as they ran away in fear. As more men ran, others ran in fear of being alone. Eventually, there was no one to face the man in the cloak.

Soon after, Balv had hid behind a large factory, that was not too far from the showdown. He called in for a transport, and left the scene. He went back to the main base, put up some footage of that man, and set out a bounty of 50,000c for his carcass. The soldiers that also ran from the scene had re-entered their many transports, and were well on their ways home.

But, corresponding to the amount of time that it took for the men to leave, 10x 74-Z Speeder Bike squads and 10x T-47 Airspeeder squads had arrived at the scene, all amounting at the same goal; to take out the cloaked man, one way or another. The first on the scene were the speeders; they were fastest. The airspeeders were next, and they started to fire down at the cloaked man as soon as the saw him. The speeders, on the other hand, had surrounded the cloaked figure, spread as far from him as to be next to the bordering walls. They all shot at the man's docked starfighter, and in seconds, the ship blew up in a spectacular view of sparks and blue, surrounding red, fire. They next took aim at the rouge Jedi-like figure.

Attack of the 74-X Speeder: 50 x 20 = 1,000

Defense of Ship: 150 hull, 100 shields

Result: OVERKILL, Transport Destroyed

(It's a YT-1300 transport FYI and use the actual stats system for destroying that because you're destroying a legit in game item. Where it's on the planet, simply make your combat post in this thread)

Sel's saber whipped out, deflecting the blasts directed at him. Sel thrust out an arm and using combustion, took out 10 speeders

Combustion: Damage = 75
10X 74-Z Speeder Hull = 20(each)
10X Speeders Destroyed.

Another five speeders were rendered useless as Sel used his saber to block the blasts and redirect them to their pilots, killing them instantly

(you only took out 3 speeder and one has 5 life left)

As 8 men dropped, having been rejected or blown up, the others had frighteningly sped from the scene, several swerving as they went. The airspeeders stayed, and shot down at cloaked man.

Meanwhile, at Taral's practice area, his communicator started buzzing upon his ear. He raised his hand and clicked it upon his right ear, and said, "Commander, what is it?" "Sir, in the docking bays, a cloaked Jedi is attacking," he hurriedly said, sounding slightly shaken. "I know that already; I will be down there soon," Taral replied, sounding unconcerned and calm. "Aang," he directed at his apprentice during his meditation, "we need to leave. It would seem a Jedi is attacking the docking bay, and we need to enter the scene." With that, he stood from his chair and carefully laid his folders down, as he made his way to the glass door. "Follow me."

Airspeeder attack: 100
Defense: 50; only harmed by other anti-air defenses and other air vehicles

"coming master" aang said knowing the urgency of what had happened.

With the assurance that Aang would follow, Telan quickly ran from the room, and made quickly down the building. Once outside, he had jumped into a starfighter, and when followed by Aang, he blasted off to the scene.

Several minutes later, he had landed; when he landed, he was in the middle of the docking bay. He could see this masked man already. Telan used the Force and jumped out before the ship actually landed, and approached the man. He hoped just to talk to this person...

aang followed his master in his starfighter,once his master had approached the figure aang jumped out of his fighter and landed,BEHIND,the masked man
making sure that his master would not be harmed if the masked man would become aggressive.