Neomi Synia was standing on a balcony in the hangar bay of the Providence Class Carrier/Destroyer, the [i]Hand of Fate[/i]. The hangars were filled as ships went in and out of the Carrier. What most notable was Heavy Carrier Platform, variants ships of the Heavy Missile Platform.

Neomi observed the last remaining Droid troopers entering onto the HCP’s. Neomi was in command of Carrier Fleet 3 of the Hand of Fate. She was one of the Commanders of the Carrier Fleets ordered to support Confederate Forces on Coruscant. Suddenly a message immediately came in from the Commander of the Hand of Fate. Neomi pushed a red glowing button on her wrist to the Commander, speaking to her via internal communications in her helmet.

“Lady Noctis, all Droids are on the Carriers. Star fighters and bombers will support your incoming descent onto the airfield. Expect [i][b]HEAVY[/b][/i][ Republic forces on the airfield. Fighting has already commenced.”

“Alright then. Be safe brother.”

“You to Sis…I mean Lady Noctis.”

As she walked to her carrier in a brisk pace “Heh, don’t worry brother, you don’t have to be scared of me” as she pushed button reverting to a blue glowing color. Neomi boarded her carrier with Nimbus Commandos, Kashmir and other Dark Acolytes. 

The Carriers departed as Neomi observed the hectic scene around the space of Coruscant with awe. She had never seen a naval battle so hectic and so fierce. There was so much going on that she temporarily lost herself in the sight of thousands of lasers nearby. [i]Focus[/i] she said to herself as her mission was to take the airfield.

The Carriers and star fighter and bombers supporting began their descent onto Coruscant atmosphere. Neomi then went into the cockpit of the HCP. “Pilot transmit this message to all the Carriers.”

“Yes my Lady.”

On a communications outlet Neomi spoke. “This is your Commander, Lady Noctis. Our mission is simple. Take the airfield and prevent the Clones from manning their Imperator Class Star Destroyers. Failure and those Imperators will rip up our naval forces and turn the tide of this battle.”

From all the carriers came a large reply from Droids and non-sentients. “Yes Lady!” as a sign of acknowledgement of orders. “Once we get into the skies of Coruscant, I want all craft to provide support fire as we head to the airfield.”

From all the carriers came the same reply. “Yes Lady!”

The carriers pierced the bubble of Coruscant and the scene was even more hectic as you could see fighting on the skyscrapers. Carrier Chain gunners, star fighters, bombers began firing at any Republican personnel on the skyscrapers. Anti-Aircraft fire was heavy. As they weaved through the skyscrapers and around it, several carriers were already lost to Anti-Air. 

Neomi could already see a portion of the end of the airfield and the Carriers were getting close. She savored for a fight against the Jedi, the ones who taught her. Yet in her mind, she wondered of her Master. What happened to her and will she fight against her. The thought was conflicting in her mind. She still had feelings for her. Neomi hoped that she died in some conflict in the Clone Wars to avoid fighting her.

Unexpectedly from behind several skyscrapers, Neomi came into view of the airfield and the docked Imperators. Fighting was heavy from the ground below though the CIS forces on the airfield were holding their ground. Neomi went into the cockpit once more to relay orders.

“Carriers one through eight, land at the assembly area and engage Republican troops. Carriers eight through twelve, we are going in hot” Neomi said with passion.

Lady Noctis and the others prepared themselves as she saw Droids and Clones fighting and Jedi’s on the airfield. [i]More to kill, more to kill…[/i] she said mercilessly in her mind. The Nimbus Commandos, Acolytes and Mandalorian Protectors had their weapons ready, ready to go into the heat of battle. Noctis turned to Kashmir. “Ready?”