“Red Alert! All stations! Red Alert!” shouted a male voice over thousands of
comm stations across the surface of Coruscant. “All fighter pilots! Report to
your craft immediately!”
New Republic military personnel rushed aboard hover transports and flooded the
transit lanes as they rushed to report to their stations at the various
defensive sites surrounding the Imperial Palace. Squadrons of X-Wing and
Y-Wing fighters shot into the sky on pillars of blue flame as they struggled to
meet the advancing Sluggorn attack fleet. A small task force of New Republic
warships slid out of orbit and sailed to meet the numerically superior enemy,
launching their own starfighters to provide a thin screen. Huge, orb-shaped
Sluggorn battlespheres emerged from Hyperspace and spread out in a wide arc
formation with the apex pointing towards the New Republic capital. Swarms of
fighter spheres spat out of hanger bays, shooting forward to engage starfighter
targets. As the capital ships flew slowly towards their counterparts, fighters
met in lethal exchanges of laser fire, evading and maneuvering for position
while they struggled to kill each other.
“Are the planetary batteries online?” asked Serilda tersely as she watched the
battle unfold in the Command Center holotank.
“Yes, Minister. The Navy is preparing the Solar System Array right now. They
estimate that the weapon will be ready in twelve minutes,” reported an Army
“Tell the Navy engineers to hurry, the fleet may not be able to hold for long,”
ordered Serilda Solo.
“Yes, Minister,” acknowledged the officer with a brief salute before he rushed
from the Command Center.
“Damn those Slugs to Hell,” muttered Serilda with venom.
A Mon Calamari heavy cruiser exploded under the combined fire of three Sluggorn
battlespheres. Sheets of blue laser bolts from Sluggorn ships filled the space
around Coruscant, destroying any Republic ship in their path. In ten minutes
of combat over half of the New Republic warships were destroyed, while the
starfighters sustained over sixty-percent casualties. Four Sluggorn
battlespheres descended into orbit around Coruscant, then shuddered as dozens
of planetary ion cannons and heavy laser batteries opened fire on them,
severely damaging their shields. The Sluggorn returned fire with hundreds of
concussion missiles, destroying ion cannons and several heavily-populated
sections of Imperial City.
“Solar System is deployed and ready,” reported a tech officer on the array’s
“Aim the System at the heaviest concentration of enemy ships and prepare to
fire,” ordered the ship’s captain.
“Target locked,” said the tactical officer.
“Fire,” ordered the captain.
The circular array of mirrors in orbit around the capital flared with reflected
sunlight before it emitted a huge beam of destructive energy. The raging
column of sunfire engulfed the bulk of the Sluggorn fleet, melting the
battlespheres’ hulls like soft caramel. The nova-hot assault disappeared in an
instant, leaving a score of spheres where once hundreds had floated. The
Sluggorn Command Orb staggered away from Coruscant with large stains of melted
hull across its surface.
“Damage report!” demanded the First loudly within the smoke-filled bridge.
“Shields down to nine-percent. Primary weapons are offline. There is severe
damage on decks eight through fourteen, and engine power is down sixty-eight
percent,” replied a shaken console operator.
“Open a channel to the orbiting battlespheres. Tell them to use fusion
warheads and bombard the planet,” ordered the First coldly.
“Yes, sir,” acknowledged the bridge officer as he attempted to send a
“That could have gone better,” quipped Captain Berg sarcastically.
“You will be silent if you wish to continue living, human,” hissed the First
“Sorry, just trying to lighten the mood,” apologized Berg with a smug grin
before he leaned back in his chair and watched the slugs slide frantically
around the bridge.
“Send some ships to that damned array and destroy it,” ordered the First as he
sat back in his Command Pit, then monitored his crew’s progress.
Three battlespheres shot towards the Solar System, firing bursts from
turbolasers and salvos of proton torpedoes. Large sections of the System
exploded in clouds of glittering glass, then the command ship blossomed into a
cloud of plasma and metal debris from five torpedo hits. The spheres orbiting
Coruscant launched dozens of large, fusion missiles, which slashed down to the
planet’s surface before exploding in blinding, sun-hot domes of destruction.
The entire equator of Coruscant was engulfed by fusion blasts, scouring all
life and construction from the world’s surface.
“All New Republic defenses have been neutralized,” reported a Sluggorn tactical
“Excellent. Deploy dropships immediately to gather as many healthy females as
possible,” ordered the First.
“It will be done,” replied the Tac officer.
“Well, you did it. You seized the capital of the New Republic,” congratulated
“Yes. Unfortunately, I can’t hold it. I’ll have to settle for taking as many
females as I can and Jump out of your galaxy. My expeditionary fleet is in
ruins,” admitted the First pragmatically.
“Ain’t that a bitch,” replied Berg with a cold smile.
“I suggest that you take your payment and prepare to leave. The Fleet will be
jumping into Hyperspace within the next twelve hours,” advised the First.
“Gotcha,” nodded Berg as he shot up from his chair and left the bridge.
“Stinking human filth,” whispered the First to himself.
Mara Jade lay restlessly upon her soft bed, dressed in a transparent lingerie
top and white, lace panties. The room’s lights were set on low, barely
illuminating the large, silk-draped chamber as Mara lay bonelessly upon her
back with arms above her head and legs spread apart. Negligently, the
red-haired girl moved her right hand down to her crotch and slowly rubbed her
pussy. Enjoying the warm sensations from her bush, Mara rubbed her snatch
harder, pulling her panties away from her questing fingers. Mara moaned softly
as she squeezed her left breast through the thin fabric of her top, then she
pulled the garment over her head and tossed it aside. Reclining against the
headboard of her bed, Mara opened her firm thighs and ripped off her panties.
Smiling with lust, the beautiful girl slid her long fingers across the surface
of her warm pussy, making it throb with hunger. Mara lowered her head to lick
her nipples into hardness, then bit her pink knobs wantonly. The horny girl
pressed her head back as she inserted a delicate finger into her slit and began
thrusting into her clenching fuckhole, making it wet with lubricant.
The naked girl was moaning with pleasure while she inserted a second finger
into her dripping pussy, exploring her vagina with erotic abandon. Mara thrust
her crotch onto her long fingers, fucking her probing digits as she gasped for
air. Sweat glistened on Mara’s pale, white skin as she licked her full, red
lips and moaned with ecstasy. She removed her cum-drenched fingers, then
brought them up to her mouth and sucked hungrily on them, relishing the taste
of her own warm honey. Mara sat up, then got on her hands and knees before
placing the fingers of her left hand atop her wet cunt. The red-haired girl
caressed the firm flesh of her round ass, then she slid her fingers across her
snatch before plunging them deeply into her honey pot. Mara grasped the
headboard of her bed with her right hand while her other hand thrust into her
cunt, filling her fucktunnel with pumping meat. The naked girl’s mouth hung
open as she grunted and groaned with lust, pushing her ass against her left
hand as her fingers were devoured by her ravenous pussy. Mara’ s large, firm
tits bobbed up and down while she finger-fucked herself, then she moaned loudly
as she orgasmed, coating her hand with sticky cum. Mara sat up on her knees,
then rubbed her jism across her tits before she licked her digits clean of
honey. Grasping her own breasts roughly, Mara leaned down to lick her cum from
her nipples and tits, arousing herself as she tasted her own sweet flesh.
“Prepare to make the jump into Hyperspace,” ordered the First from his Command
“Sir, enemy ships entering the system!” reported a Tac officer.
“What are they?” demanded the First.
“Imperial Star Destroyers and TIE Defenders. There’s a whole fleet of them!”
replied the Sluggorn.
“Damn it to Hell!” spat the First in frustration. “Prepare to engage them!”