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It was early in the morning, the sun shining through the curtains of a princess's room. She grumpily rubbed her eyes to greet the rather shitty morning as usual, in fact she actually hated mornings and wished she could sleep in. Her duties stopped her from granting that wish, she growled as she slipped off her bed to go get some clothes to wear, despite that it will be taken off at some point in the day. She wore a purple dress with accents of light blue, with two light blue hand sleeves to go with her outfit. The princess then groomed her fur to make sure there were no weird uneven bumps from her rough sleep, otherwise her mother would scold her for not looking presentable in front of the public. She opened the doors of her quarters to be greeted by a servant, "Good morning your highness, judging from your facial expression. Another bad morning?." says the servant as she gave way for her superior. "You know me well Eshe, nothing has changed in the past few years. Never a morning person. I'll head to the bathroom before having breakfast with the family." says the princess as she made her way down to the bathroom with Eshe following suit.

The groomed princess made her way to the dining room where two people sat at the table eating their breakfast. "Ayn, come have some breakfast before we start our duties." says her mother as she was busy drinking her coffee while on an electronic tablet. She was a jackal that sported blackish purple hair, possessing a slim build with brown and dark brown fur. Wearing a white robe with gold accents, with a round crown on her head that signified she was the queen. Queen Kesis, mother to Princess Ayn, a stern and strict ruler but never mistreated her family. However, she never provided the loving motherly figure for Ayn which made their relationship strained. Next to her mother was her brother, a male jackal that went by the name of Symat, the prince of Siania. He was well built, having the same colour of hair as his mother. He was only wearing a sarong, showing off his well built body with tanned, peach yellowish and dark brown fur, like his sister. Ayn ruffled her now shining signature red hair as she took her seat alongside her mother and elder brother. "What's the agenda today? Is it the same routine again? I got better things to do after." questioned Ayn with a sigh as she took a bite of her pastry. Her mother glared back at Ayn with her red eyes, " The next political meeting is in thirty minutes, after the meeting you can 'serve' the people as you always do, or whatever you do that makes you useful." says Kesis as she finishes her cup of coffee. Ayn snorted at the comment her mother made on her after-hour activities and came up with an insult to fire back at her, she quickly dismissed it however as it was not worth getting into a verbal argument with her this early in the morning. Not like it had happened for the first time though.

After breakfast, Ayn decided to take a walk in the gardens. The flowers, fountains, and hedges were beautiful as always, but the princess couldn't help but feel bored. Besides the fact that she wasn't looking forward to the meeting in the next hour, life was starting to seem uninteresting to her. Sure, she could always look forward to something new whenever she could escape the confines of her mother's expectations and go out among the people. However she still felt as if her life had become repetitive. Wake up, finish her royal duties, go out and have fun, get dragged back by the blue guard, repeat. She knew things would drastically change when she became Queen, but for now she decided to ponder on her current melancholy. Just as she continued to ponder more about her current emotional state, Eshe called to her from the entrance to the garden. "Your Highness! Your mother is waiting for you in the car." Eshe shouted to Ayn. The princess quickly hurried along with her loyal servant following her through the palace hallways to the car that was waiting for her at the palace entrance, escorted by four larger craft. Two royal guards stood at attention as they greeted their princess, one opening the passenger door for her. "Wandering around in the garden again?" asked Queen Kesis as her daughter buckled up her seatbelt. "Yes, I had a few things in mind, nothing much." Ayn replied in a closed off tone. The car's engines turned on, it's AI driving it out of the palace grounds and onto the expressway.

Moments have passed, the queen and princess arrive at the royal parliament of Siania. A horde of news reporters and paparazzi were already waiting at the building's entrance as the two royal figures stepped out of their vehicle. "Queen Kesis! What are the next steps into ensuring that Siania will not collapse into anarchy?" one reporter asks, "Princess Ayn! Any comments on the rumours made that you slept with famous sianian singer Amari Starlight? How does this promote your image as the princess that serves the people?" another asks. The royal guards kept the reporters back and gave their queen and princess space to walk into the building, the two ignoring the questions being thrown at them like a machine gun by the rowdy group of reporters and journalists. The courtroom was no different from outside to Ayn honestly, as there were already numerous voices shouting at one another heard behind the doors. Kesis looked at her daughter and could already see the unenthusiastic expression on her face. However the young princess needed to learn to cope with the political duties as she would one day take to the throne. The doors opened, and the courtroom noise died down as they acknowledged their ruler. The Queen took her seat in the middle of two columns. On one side sat the politicians, and on the other the priests. Ayn took a seat two tables at the back as she was to only observe and learn from her mother, to which she didn't really give a damn about and instead began to wonder more about her melancholy. Queen Kesis was getting ready for her speech until she looked back again to see her daughter's unenthusiastic expression, dazing off into her own imagination. "How is she going to take my place someday?' Kesis sighs disappointingly, the head politician and head priest were ready as she finishes gathering her papers. "Alright, let's begin" she says, the two representatives nodded at her and began the three hour long meeting with their opening speeches.

Three long excruciating hours of arguing between politicians and priests later, Ayn stretched as she exited the royal parliament. She then instructs her two escorting guards, "I'll be off doing my actual duties now. Escort my mother home." The two masked jackal guards nodded and waited for Queen Kesis as the princess went off to downtown Siania on her own. First she stopped by at Three Palm's, a popular pub where everyone usually comes to chill or celebrate Sianian sport team victories. She enters the pub and is already greeted by customers, whoops and cheers erupted in the room for their princess. Ayn smiled and waved back as she made her way to the counter where a goat bartender was already waiting for her, "Ayn darling! So good to see you again, I see you were at your important meetings as always? He asks the red hair jackal while pouring her usual choice of beer into a glass. "As always Zaid, sometimes I really wish I could just not go, but my mother would bitch at me." says Ayn, sipping her mug of beer as she looked up to where a television was to see what's going on in her world. "Any luck dating by the way? Rumour was that you had a one night stand with Amari Starlight after work, this becoming official or..." asks Zaid, however Ayn quickly replied "Nononono, we are not together. She just wanted to feel relaxed and have a good time so I gave her just that. No strings attached sex." Zaid nodded as he wiped an empty wine glass, "This can't go on forever and you know that, someday you will find true love." Ayn chuckled, "Well my partner wouldn't appreciate me sleeping with other people behind his or her back, which is why I prefer to be single for now...at least." Zaid noticed the princess frowning a little, "Don't worry, I'm sure someone will appreciate who you are and love you lots. Count on it." he reassures her. Ayn smiled and paid her tab, "Thanks again Zaid, I'll see you around." The goat waves goodbye, the princess then decided to walk on the streets of the downtown market.

The market was crowded, with customers hurrying around with groceries or goods they have purchased. A group of kids noticed the princess walking around the market and went to greet her, "Princess! You are looking beautiful as always today!" a kit says. Ayn smiled and patted the kit's head, "Why thank you sweetie, aren't you a handsome one." The boy blushed at her pat and squeaked in excitement. Ayn giggled at the kit's reaction, children were lovely to be around, the princess then thought about that for a second. She would need to have children someday to carry on the throne. However, she lost that thought as a elderly shopkeeper was struggling with a large box of fruit. Ayn quickly helped the shopkeeper with her crate, lifting it up with ease thanks to her gifted super strength.``Why thank you, your highness. You always love to help those in need, you will make a great queen someday." the elderly deer says and gives Ayn a fruit as a sign of thanks. Ayn accepted the gift and bowed to the elderly, "A good queen always thinks of her people, that's how a strong kingdom is made." The shopkeeper gave Ayn a thumbs up and smiled back before getting back to her customers. However, the princess cringed at the word she said, Queen. How she didn't want to spend restless days attending political meetings where both sides would eventually still be pissed with each other, it's been like that since her mother became queen. Would she even be qualified to be Queen? Ayn then hurries on to her most favourite place of the day, Siania's most famous nightclub, "Nightgenix''. She entered from the back door of the complex, going into the dancer's change room where other dancers were preparing themselves to put on the evening show. All the dancers varied in species, some were canines, some reptiles, some avians. However they treated each other as if they were sisters, readying themselves to take on the huge crowd waiting outside, "Courtney! How does this look, does it make me look cute?" an eagle dancer was asking a vixen. "Hmm, I think this would work instead." Courtney presented another two piece outfit for the eagle to wear. Ayn quickly got changed into her signature black and pink two piece. "Alright girls, let's give them a good night." she told the dancers as most of them were ready. The dancers cheered as their princess went outside of the changing room to greet their guests.

Loads of customers began to flow through the door of Nightgenix, some looking for a good time while some came to party. The dancers happily greet them with their sultry dances, each dancer having a technique and style of their own. Ayn felt free, dancing around the pole as if nobody were berating her for being a bad princess, for now she was just a woman showing off her natural beauty. People began to crowd around her platform, male and female eyes drooling over the sight of their princess's hot body. "Patience my darlings, I'll let a few of you have the merchandise after my dance." The people cheered her on as they watched their princess show off her lovely parts, her well toned thighs, wide hips, her round ass, flat stomach, curvy figure, her sexy cleavage, C-cup sized breasts. Everything about her was just amazing, and her customers got quite a show from their icon. However, her fun night was about to end a lot earlier than most nights. Ayn was about to make out with a wolfess for a bunch of office workers until she saw a pair of her royal guards enter the club, the blue guard came to escort her home. The blue guard was the royal family's trusted security force for 20,000 years, ever since the first queen and king were established. "Princess Ayn, you are to return back to the royal palace immediately. Your evening time has been cut short today due to a schedule change." says one of the guards. The princess simply sighed and went to change back into her royal attire, her fans watching with sadness as they had to see their favourite icon go so early, which never happened as she always hosted the club until midnight. Ayn grumpily stomped out of the club with the two guards following suit, "And just why the fuck the schedule changed so suddenly?" she asked the guard with a much disappointed and angry tone. "There is an event several days later that will require the royal family's presence, your father Sabir will return in a day or two." the guard answers as they escorted her into a royal sedan. The car rolls out of the club's parking lot and onto the main freeway. What they didn't tell her was that the queen also wanted her in the palace since sensors had detected an unknown fleet jump into the system.

Timeskip 30 Minutes have passed,

After a small amount of traffic, the princess was back at the royal palace much to her disappointment of having her happy hour cut short. She walks up the stairs with her two royal guards as servants greet her at the main entrance. "You guys need something better to do honestly." she tells her almost robotic guards. They never spoke a word that wasn't necessary to their duties, showing barely any emotion at all. On one hand Ayn liked that they didn't pester her with her royal duties or berate her at times like her mother, but on the other hand it was a little unnerving. She reaches her bedroom and approaches her desk, starting up the built in console, scrolling through the screen to find a video call application, she then selects two contacts and brings it all into one encrypted server and presses the call button. The sound of ringing kept going on for a few minutes until finally the contacts answered her call, bringing up two separate video cameras displaying two users. The first user Ayn saw was Vikna, a longtime friend of Ayn since their teenage years, she was a light blue cat that possessed a white accent along her body, wearing pyjamas for now since she was off work. The second camera displays it's user, it was a male canine hybrid that went by the name of Nytro, a canine hybrid with long spiky crimson red hair only wearing a pair of boxers since he slept all day after a patrol in his city. "Ayn? Weren't you at nightgenix like forty minutes ago?." asked Vikna while she sips her cold ice tea. "Saw it in one of my friend's stories, weren't you gonna make out with this chick? Should've continued until your fun police showed up." Nytro chuckles. Ayn could only just giggle, her and Nytro are friends with benefits, she knew he would want to see her do what she does best. "Easy there tiger, last month you already had your share." She told her close friend, Vikna's facial expression displayed a mix of jealousy and annoyance due to the fact Nytro also had a few flings with her when she requested it. To change the topic she asked Ayn what made her leave her happy hour so early all of a sudden, "So, what was the exact reason that led you to leave early?". "The schedule changed for some reason, the queendom has an event that requires my family to attend, tomorrow is probably the prep day. You guys can definitely come, it won't be boring as fuck." Ayn says with a tone of disappointment, still not over the fact that her happy hour got ruined. "I'm pretty sure we can attend, I can bring ARA along as well once I finish this week's status report and recruitment files." says Vikna. "Expect me there, sounds like it's gonna be a party." Nytro smirks and slips on a shirt, indicating he might go out soon. Ayn was already topless and only wearing purple panties as she dug up some files regarding the event two days later. "Eshe! Can you bring me some ice water, I'm gonna sleep soon." her servant nodded and poured her a glass of water with a beaker, inserting ice cubes into the glass with a clamp and handing it to Ayn. "By the way Vikna, I was gonna clarify with you abou~....." what Ayn was about to say was quickly interrupted as she felt the ground shake. Eshe looked at her with confusion as the two women felt the shaking getting more violent. "Ayn! What's going on over there?! AYN!!!!" Nytro tried to shout in his console's mic but proved futile as it was drowned out by the shaking the royal palace was experiencing. It was like the world as she knew it, was going to end in front of her eyes.

While Ayn was experiencing the violent shaking, Queen Kesis was busy in the war room of the palace ordering her generals and admirals to mobilize their forces and to put the military on high alert after sensors detected several unidentified ships had jumped right next to the planet. "Are the scout craft ready to launch yet?" One of the many operators working at the various consoles, supercomputers, and holographic maps responded "Not yet my queen, they still require five minutes to finish refueling and to complete last minute flight preparations." Kesis was not put at ease by the response, every second in a situation like this counted. The ships had moved into orbit and out of the planet's gravitational field and hadn't attacked, but one of them was still moving towards the planet. "My queen, we have finished analyzing the trajectory and velocity of the craft moving towards us. Based on the readings and the fact that dozens of craft had left the ship, we believe it is on a collision course for somewhere in or near the capital, whether this is intentional or not is unknown." Biting her lip, the Queen did her best to push down the panic she was experiencing. "Mobilize all first responders and evacuate as many civilians as possible!!! Tell everyone to take cover and get as many people to the bunkers as you can!!!" The staff of the war room got to work preparing the queendom for the worst, hoping to lessen the damage and save as many lives as they could. Kesis walked up to one of the Blue guardsmen giving the order to find her children and bring them to the balcony where she would meet them.

After one of the Blue Guard bursted into Ayn's room telling her to rush to the balcony, she quickly slipped on a loose shirt to cover her nude top and raced out of her room with Eshe. Royal guards were scrambling about and servants running around in panic. She headed to the main balcony to find out what was causing the severe shaking, Symat and Kesis were already there looking up in the sky. That was when Ayn looked up in horror to see a big falling object descending towards the queendom. It was long and triangular in shape, with what looked like some sort of bridge section with two towers near the back between two small winged portions of the apparent ship. What also stood out was that it was massive, at least 1,000 meters long. Small sections of the ship were starting to break off, appearing as small orange dots while the object was coated in orange flames from entering the atmosphere. Ayn turned to her mother and exclaimed "What in the gods names is that thing???!!!" Her mother whipped her head around and responded, "We don't know!!! Sensors detected anomalies jumping right next to the planet about an hour ago, we mobilized the military and sent some scout craft to investigate, but now one of them is falling towards us!" Trying to hold herself up right on the railing of the balcony Ayn exclaimed, "How much time do we have before it hits!?!" Grabbing both her kids arms and leading them towards the turbolift that would take them to the palace's underground bunker the Queen shouted, "Six minutes at the most!!! So we have to hurry to the bunker!!!" The royal family alongside a few Guards and servants all packed themselves into the turbolift while those that couldn't fit rushed to find another that would lead them to safety. The lift sped downward at nearly the speed of sound, its magnetic rail doing its best to get the occupants of the lift down to the bunker as fast as it could. When it finally reached the bottom and the occupants had made it past the large bulkhead door in front of the lift, Ayn rushed out towards the camera room shouting at the operators to bring up the scene above onto the dozens of screens. Ayn watched in horror as the ship barreled closer to the city, parts of it breaking off and crashing onto the ground below. Anyone would notice that the ship was trying to change its trajectory, doing its best to tilt and turn itself to the right towards the greenlands. When it finally came right above the capital Ayn could barely watch as some of the debire rained down, causing several explosions in the city below. Ayn closed her eyes and braced for impact as the ship was about to hit a nearby skyscraper. Likely to bring the behemoth of a building down with it. But as the seconds passed there was no ear shattering explosion, or shockwave that caused her to fall facefirst. As Ayn opened her eyes, she saw that the ship must have barely missed the building and was now headed for the greenlands adjacent to the queendom. She watched as the massive craft smashed into the forest with a roaring scream. Trees were uprooted like weeds, dirt was flung high into the air, and fire erupted from several spots on the ship. As the dust settled, she saw with wide eyes that the unidentified ship had left a mile long impact runway. While everyone was still in collective shock, it was if a giant breath had been left out over the fact that the city was spared. Symat uttered one word that Ayn had to agree with "Shit".

Onboard the Huntress's bridge or what was left of it, Admiral Cadelle picked himself up only to stagger and clutch his arm in pain. Looking at it he saw, blood was running down his arm from a nasty gash on his upper arm. He was covered in bruises, cuts, and his head was pounding, but he was alive. Cadelle saw that one of the three officers and a clone trooper who stayed with him on the bridge were alive as well, however the second officer was still on the ground with blood coating his head while the third officer was not breathing and his neck seemed to be twisted. Checking their pulses he confirmed the first was unconscious and the other dead with a sigh. He supposed they were lucky, after all they had jumped in very close to the planet rather than crashing into it in hyperspace and most of the bridge staff that remained survived meaning the same was probably true of any other crew on the ship. Still, it didn't ease the pain of having lost another one of his men. "Is everyone else alright?",he then heard a few weak yes and yeps all around the bridge room. "See if you can find some medical supplies and if any of the consoles still work, while I try to contact any crew members that didn't evacuate." After tearing off part of his uniform to bandage his arm, Cadelle had been able to contact most of the nearly 300 crew members that weren't able to escape in time. The crew picked themselves up and began to work around the wreckage, finding any other staff who needed help getting up or out of the debris. Inside the portside hangar of the damaged venator, a small camp was already made where medics were treating the wounded while the dead were inserted into body bags. A third of the remaining 300 were dead, while half had suffered severe to minor injury. Two AT-RT walkers were readying up alongside surviving 735th clone troopers to do a full perimeter sweep of their crash site, to find out what type of environment they crash landed on. "Admiral, this is Charger. We will be scouting the perimeter to observe the environment." the clone sergeant on the ground reported into his comlink. "You may proceed, sergeant. Be careful out there and stay on high alert." Caddell responds back. The small group of clones and the two walkers began their perimeter sweep, walking around the forest with caution to see if they could find a nearby civilization to get help. Caddell could only watch as his men still pushed on despite the close death from their fiery crash, it proved their fighting spirit was strong and still burning despite all odds. To their superiors, they were just expendable common soldiers and crew ready to be replaced once a new batch comes out of the cloning facility. To Caddell, each individual soldier and officer was as valuable as a human life. Sadly reality for them was rough, and their value to the government was equivalent to consumable products. The admiral approached a radio team that setted up a beacon to try and get a signal up to their fleet in orbit. "What's the status corporal?" Caddel asked the communications operator, "We are trying to get a signal up there, but I'm not getting anything. It looks like we are on our own for now." says the clone operator. "Keep searching, we must get our signal up there. I have a feeling we aren't alone in the forest." Caddell says as he took a seat next to a few other injured officers clenching his now bandaged arm.

"Alright let's move it! Let's go!" a Sianian sergeant rallies up soldiers as they board their gunship. "Prepare for any type of resistance, they could be friendly but we will not let down our guard. Understood?" the sergeant says to his platoon which swiftly replied with a loud "SIR YES SIR!". The sianian military has already deployed their fighter pilots to perform recon on the crashed ship, with a moderate amount of infantry preparing to investigate the crash site. Taking a few tanks and APC's along just in case of any heavy resistance. General Mason was the one in charge of this operation, standing next to his handful of trusted subordinates in the command center. "Intel says that this ship doesn't match any model at all on our database, including the models provided from the Llyat System. Obviously this ship is not from Katric either as their AI's have indicated that this ship isn't found in any database. We also sent a defense force to investigate the unknown fleet in orbit of Siania, and those ships look strikingly identical to the one that crashed." says one of the soldiers reading the intel that was given to them before handing it to Mason. "Hmm, well they haven't sent in a ground force to invade Siania nor attempted an orbital bombardment. Also satellites caught the image, they seemed pretty heavily damaged even before they entered the atmosphere and crashed. The damage was fresh too, because the flames were still burning and not dying down. Indicating they just came out of combat. They aren't here to fight us.....they ran away." says the general. "Well, we are about to find out. Infantry are about to close in on the crash site." a female officer alerts the group. "Bring up one of their headcams, we must find out if these lifeforms are here for refuge or war." ordered the general, the operator nodded and brought up a screen displaying the sergeant on deck's pov. He was inside one of the APC's, "General, closing in on the crash site. It seems quiet for now, no resistance or ambushes have occurred at this moment." he informed his superior. "Stay vigilant for now, anything can happen." the general responded back. "Copy that." says the sergeant.

While the Sianian forces converged on the crash sight, one of the astromechs scanning the area around The Huntress started rapidly beeping. "Admiral, multiple contacts are moving towards us, 500 meters out." Responding to the clone trooper, the Admiral gave out orders for everyone to take cover or get inside the hangar with weapons out while the 2 AT-RTS on patrol were notified to stay low. As the seconds passed, Cadelle spotted some movement in the shrubbery as he peeked out from the corner of the massive side hangar door. It stopped for a minute or two until 3 beings emerged. They were dressed like soldiers, covered in some form of combat armor that was a mixture of black, grey, and brown. They were armed and clearly trained in combat given how they carried themselves, but what was most interesting was their species. Cadelle knew the galaxy was a big place and had been all over during the war, but he didn't recognize the species in front of him. 2 of the soldiers were male canids while another was a female feline, the canids had some similarities to the Shistavanen while the feline looked somewhat like a Cathar, but they were different. The fact that this military didn't discriminate on sex, had multiple species, and had what appeared to be decent technology were good signs that they would likely be able to get help if the soldiers in front of them turned out to be friendly. If not, then a prolonged fight was likely. "Troopers, initiate contact with them. However, stay on guard in case if they ever dare to fire upon you." Cadelle ordered his troops through the comlink. "Copy that. Two men on me, the rest of you stay in the bushes in case the situation goes south." Charger ordered his men around, and they scrambled to the bushes. Each trooper priming their carbine as they pointed it at their visitors. "Approaching the crashed ship, still no sign of any life forms." reported the sianian sergeant known as Beck. The soldiers were careful with every move, the three soldiers sticking in a porcupine pattern back to back. "Sergeant, I see movement. Twelve o clock." the female soldier known as Aisha says to her superior. The three soldiers had their guns aimed at whoever was approaching, only to find three life forms approaching them that are armed as well. They looked identical too with their armor, having distinctive T-shape visors and two small protruding circles near the bottom that were likely filters. They donned dark navy blue stripes painted over their helmets, chest plates, shoulder plates and leggings. From how Beck looked at them, the colours could represent the trooper's unit. The three armored figures approached his squad slowly, with their weapons in their hands in a relaxed grip, causing the sianian soldiers to also relax as they didn't look like they were going to ambush them.

"Easy boys, we don't want to start anything stupid now." Charger tells his two brothers as they slowly approach their new visitors. "Uhhhh, do you...speak our common language?" the canid in the middle says. "You....understand galactic basic?" Charger replies back, the two groups were soon 2 meters away from each other and stopped in their tracks. "Why have you come here?" the female feline spat out with a tone of hostility. "What do you think we are droids? We just crashed if you can see for yourself ma'am." a clone known as Flash responded back. The feline hissed at him and drew her weapon, causing both groups to do the same. "Drop your weapons! Or her highness will show no mercy on you!" Beck warned the clones. "Try us, we'll gun you down in a split second." Charger warned back as they are now in a mexican standoff. Each soldier eyeing their enemy, with their fingers ready on the trigger if any dare to make a move. "Stop! Troopers hold your fire! They are not separatists for force sake." Caddel shouted as it drew both of the group's attention. "Lower you guns troopers." the admiral confidently stated to his troopers, which they followed by swiftly lowering their blasters. Beck and his two teammates were surprised to see the soldiers following those orders as if they were really like robots, the way they moved once they were given the orders was almost...lifeless. The sianians were also momentarily shocked at the appearance of the admiral. They had never seen a species like him, for starters he had absolutely no fur besides a tuft of greying hair on his head, he had no muzzle rather a short, small, protruding nose and a pair of thin lips, and a pair of eyes with grey irises. His uniform was olive green with black boots and a set of red and blue squares on his right chest probably signifying his rank. They also noticed one of the sleeves had been torn and a green piece of fabric was wrapped around the officer's arm with notable blood stains. "I'm Admiral Caddell, officer in command for the Flying Tigers Fleet." the officer extended his hand to offer a handshake. Beck was first hesitant to take it but ultimately chose to settle the standoff by shaking it. "Nice to meet you Admiral, I'm sergeant Beck of the Sianian 20th Queen's Battalion. "Sorry about my troopers being a little rough, they just came out of a tight battle and we still haven't fully recovered from it." Caddell gesturing to the clones. "Our general did suspect you guys had just came out of battle, and now that we have confirmation from you. It seems like you guys aren't here for an invasion, with your damaged fleet still in orbit too." says Beck as the other clones hiding in the bushes stood up and returned to the crash site, Beck and his team watched as the lifeless soldiers moved back to their ship. "We have multiple wounded and they need medical attention, we were hoping to find salvation somewhere since we crashed on your planet. I assume you are inhabitants of this planet. May I request for you to provide medical services for my troops, we can also negotiate terms with your superiors if that's acceptable for you?" Beck then pressed a button on his visor, "General, they come in peace and are seeking medical attention for their wounded, what do we do?........Yes sir.........Uhhh are you absolutely sure?.....I agree as well.....Copy that. Alright Admiral, we will grant you access to our resources and medical attention, however there are terms to negotiate your sudden arrival here. Including a talk with the Queen herself." Beck says to the Admiral, "We appreciate it and will do as you say. It's for the safety of my men." Caddel says in an appreciative tone. A smile almost escaped from Beck after the Admiral spoke the last sentence.

More Sianian troops soon approached, they helped the imperial survivors transport most of their wounded to their capital, loading them onto their transports and giving first aid and treatment to stabilize the more critically wounded. The fact that the sianians were unfamiliar in human physiology would prove to be a slight hindrance, but given how the Imperials had gotten a few medical droids working, they would be able to overcome it. After some tinkering with some communications equipment, Cadelle had finally been able to reach the rest of the fleet to inform them of the situation. The admiral ordered the fleet to stand ready in case things went south, but told the captain of every ship that they were ultimately fine and would need evac once they were done speaking with the queen. In the medical bay of the Huntress, troopers and ship crew alike were receiving the medical attention they needed. Some in the bacta tanks to heal burnt tissue as the sianian medics watched in awe. The medical bay had a few bacta tanks intact, but would only be able to house a few of the wounded as the rest of the equipment was too damaged or destroyed to be used. Several troopers of the 735th legion stood outside the medical center, guarding their wounded as they stood motionlessly in front of their sianian counterparts. The sianian soldiers could only just talk among themselves as to how lifeless their new visitors looked, standing straight without any complaints as if they were statues. "They all...look the same. Same height, and the ones in those tanks look like twins, it's like they are...clones." General Mason commented on the imperial troopers. "That's because they are clones, born from the same DNA. Born to kill, and serve without question. They are the fiercest soldiers in the galaxy, loyal to their superiors all the way." Caddell explains now with a sling to carry his injured arm. Mason was a little troubled at this revelation, while it seemed like a very effective way to create a large amount of high quality soldiers, there were many possible ethical issues with it. Mason withheld any judgment as he needed to be diplomatic and he didn't have all the details. "They do seem to be intimidating my troops a lot right now as you can tell." Mason gestured to a group of Sianian soldiers talking behind the clone trooper's back. "They look like robots!.....Nah they can't be superior to us in any way!....They are all the same, seems boring ....". "We are a bit behind schedule please follow me to the command center to meet our highness, hopefully our flight doesn't take too long." "Very well then, I would like to bring a security detail with me if that is alright." After giving Cadelle a nod, the Sianian general watches as a company of clones follow them outside. The company loads into one of the few working LAATs left behind as it wasn't modified for space flight, while Cadelle along with two clones and the sianians load onto the domestic transports. After a short flight to the Sianian Royal Army Base, the clone company stayed outside while the rest walked to a conference room guarded by two canids wearing blue robes and white masks that donned tribal paintings both red and blue. Taking notice of this, Cadelle enters the conference room, to be greeted by five other anthros. The two on the left were wearing suits, with the other two on the right wearing some sort of dark blue robes with headwear as well. However the one in the middle wore a golden crown, indicating royalty. 'So she's the queen' Caddell thought to himself, "Admiral, please....have a seat." the queen says to the officer, to which he took a seat. Something tells him, he and his men won't be getting off this planet anytime soon.