AN: Please note that this fic takes elements from my 'Star Wars: We Dared' fic, as well as Patriot-112's 'Star Wars: Second Return' fic. This fic is also inspired by Darth Malleus's 'A Long Way From Home' Warhammer/Star Wars Crossover. I am writing this with permission and help from both Darth Malleus, and Patriot-112.

3 BBY

Mid Rim

Lannik Space

Ancient Rakata Space Station 'The Foundry'

Personal Log of Tighe Bodalla

Admiral of the 12th Mandalorian Union Fleet

It seems all of the last minute checks have been completed, I only hope that this works as everyone is expecting it to. I personally have my doubts... I'm still surprised they picked me for this assignment. Since the New Mandalorian Wars ended eight years ago I've been promoted to full admiral, I guess Operation: Starfall got more attention than I thought it would.

They've called me, my fleet, and several other fleets from both the Mandalorian Union, Rebel Alliance and the Neo Separatists to Lannik Space in the Mid Rim, to the Foundry, the ancient Rakata Space Station the Mandalorians found some time after the Mandalorian Excision 700 years ago. From what I've heard, it used to be an infinite droid factory before the Mandalorian Council retooled it to manufacture more than just droids, but also weapons, ships, and armor. Its considered 1/3rd as powerful as the Star Forge II at Lehon, and that's something.

However, the Union wants to move the station from Lannik Space to somewhere more secured, considering how dangerously close the foundry is to not just Imperial Space, but also Hutt Space, we can't be too careful to make sure neither of those greedy Chaakare make a move to seize it. We wouldn't be afraid to destroy the foundry-we still have the Star Forge II after all-but High Command prefers to keep the Foundry intact. However, the damn station is about the size of a small moon, so moving it across Hyperspace would no doubt catch Imperial attention that we don't want.

Some of the eggheads in R&D managed to create a possible solution, a 'Wormhole Projector' they call it. They say it's a possible alternative to using Hyperspace which could be even faster. Since it can not be restrained by Gravity Wells like Hyperdrives, it can go from one side of the galaxy to the other without being dependent on Hyperspace Lanes. Just what we need to get the Foundry from Lannik Space to more secured Mandalorian Space.

If this thing does work, if, or rather when war breaks out between the Galactic Empire and the Mandalorian Union again, these Wormhole Projectors could give us an edge we need. Even with the Neo Separatists on our side, the Star Forge II, the Foundry, and the new Cloning Facilities we had created, the Empire's military strength could be considered on par with our own. We need a game changer, especially concerning rumors we've been hearing about a new Imperial Super-weapon in the works.

Anyways, I'm glad to say that being promoted to Admiral has one very impressive perk to it that I have no complaints about: My new flagship, the Justice, an Assertor-class Star Dreadnought. It use to belong to the Imperials before the crew mutinied and brought her to Mandalorian Space to be refitted and given Mandalorian Colors. She's a true sight to behold, 15 Kilometers of deadly firepower that could rival that of the Executor-class. She's the largest ship in all of the fleets currently present. She's fully staffed and armed, add her along with the other fleet's ships and we have enough firepower and manpower to take over a whole Sector, and still have enough to take one or two more.

If this Wormhole thing fails, I pity whatever fools try to get in our way to Mandalore. I've heard the scientists are already beginning to spool up the Wormhole Projector now, they're looking forward to making history, and so am I.

End Log.

Tighe Bodalla let out a small sigh as he looked out the front viewport of the observation deck of the Justice. Stretching out before him was the dagger shape of the Assertor-class Star Dreadnought. The massive capital ship once served under the flag of the Galactic Empire, and had been in service since the war, but a successful mutiny brought the titanic warship under the flag of the Union.

The Admiral smiled softly. He couldn't have been given a better ship for his new command. This vessel dwarfed even the Mandator-class Star Dreadnoughts, which had become a common sight within the Mandalorian Union's Navy and in her first act of service she would be escorting the Foundry back to Mandalorian Space which would be testing a new form of Faster than light travel, a historic moment to start off this vessel's Career under the Union.

Admiral Tighe Bodalla was an old man in his late forties, standing at just over six feet tall with a chiselled build and dark blue eyes he was also an intimidating individual for those who met him for the first time. His Mandalorian armour added to this, dark green with black trim, so different from the olive coloured uniforms the Imperials wore but also a mainstay in the Union, all soldiers wore armour no matter what branch of the armed services they belonged or what rank they belonged, a tradition which had been constant from as far back as the ancient Mandalorian Empire.

He heard the sounds of boots hitting the metal decking, but didn't turn, waiting for his guest to make himself known.

"A credit for your thoughts, Admiral?" A voice asked, causing him to turn and look at the source of the voice. The speaker was a man who looked to be in his mid to late twenties with short spiked black hair and crimson eyes, standing at just under six feet and wearing black and red trimming Mandalorian Shock Trooper armour. On his back was a DC-15A Blaster Rifle, and on his hips were a pair of WESTAR-33 Blaster Pistol's, however the identifying features were the two cylindrical objects clipped to his utility belt.

He was Jaden Takeo, a Mandalorian Knight, one of several that were within the fleet, survivors of those Jedi who survived Operation Knightfall and Order 66.

Tighe shook his head, "Just thinking about the ship."

Jaden nodded and looked down at the bridge section and the crew pits below. The observation deck was nothing more than a collection of railed walkways, all leading to a central platform. On this platform was a huge holographic table, used by commanders to observe surroundings and issue orders. It was a similar design to the newer Star Destroyers, just ten times larger.

The Mandalorian Knight was looking at the huge expanse of twinkling stars visible from the huge viewports, which was an incredible view. However Jaden's gaze turned towards the vessels which flanked the Justice, surrounding her in a protective sphere. A Keldabe-class Battleship stood out the most, alongside Six Venator-class Star Destroyers, seven Victory-class Star Destroyers, eight Dreadnaught-class Heavy Cruisers, eight Acclamator-class Assault Ships, one Providence II-class Assault Carrier, one Aggressor-class Star Destroyer, and numerous other smaller vessels such as Carrack-class light cruisers, CR90 Corvettes, Marauder-class Corvettes, and Crusader-class Corvettes.

Tighe himself briefly wondered what was the need for such a large fleet for the Justice, she was more than capable of handling any pirate threats, heck she could hold off an entire fleet of enemy ships by herself if she needed too. Not to mention the Foundry had its own massive garrison of Starships, soldiers and navy men and women, along with hundreds of thousands of Droids, both active and under construction.

"Even though the Justice could handle anything the Imperials or Hutts could muster, it never hurts to be prepared." Jaden said, as the Justice and its fleet entered the Foundry's primary entrance, revealing the dozens upon dozens of other vessels dating back all the way to the Clone Wars and older. "It's like my father once said, there is no such thing as overkill." He then frowned a bit. "But, we should still prepare for a long and boring ride sir. Even if this Wormhole projector is as effective as the Eggheads make it out to be, it's gonna be awhile before we reach Mandalorian Space."

"Thanks for reminding me," He replied in a sarcastic deadpan.

"You're welcome," Jaden said with a slight smirk.

"Admiral," both men turned to the central console to see the ship's Captain. Ahsona Phano, a female Togruta and young by any humanoid estimation at twenty six years old. She was a striking beauty, but she was also a serious officer, and Tighe knew by her quick mind and sharp wit that promotion was definitely in her future. "All ships Captain's report that they are ready and waiting for your instruction sir."

Tighe nodded as he approached the centre of the Command Deck, "Very good, Captain Phano. Patch me through to the engineering section of the Foundry would you?"

"Yes Admiral." She said, before turning and pressing a few runes on the command keyboard. Within a few seconds a twenty foot high image of the engineering section snapped into life above the table. The section was, as predicted, a mess with cables of different shapes and sizes snaking across the floor, all connected to this massive spherical mass of metal which was so big he couldn't see a tenth of it on the monitor. Engineers and technicians were either standing by computer consoles or making last minute checkups to the main generators. A few seconds passed before the head scientist appeared on the screen. Doran Krotan, a female Zeltron who was in her mid thirties dressed in a simple dark grey jumpsuit. Her skin was bright red, her hair a dark shade of blue which stretched out to her shoulders, and bright yellow eyes.

"Ah! Admiral Bodalla!" She said with a cheerful expression "You arrived just in time, we've just finished spooling up the Wormhole projector, we can give this thing a shot the moment your ships are safely docked and you give the word sir."

Tighe nodded just as the Justice and most of the other ships began to dock with the Foundry's facilities. "Are you sure everything is ready?" he asked.

"Please Admiral, I've been over every last nut and bolt of this device," she said with a role of her eyes. "I've done dozens of simulations and they came out positive. One flick of a button and we're on our way to Mandalorian Space."

Tighe again nodded just as the Justice was secured in her dock on the Foundry's docks along with the other ships. "Then let's begin, professor. Start the machine."

"Yes sir!" Doran replied enthusiastically before terminating the communiqué. Tighe looked at the Mandalorian Knight and his Second-in-command.

"Well, here goes nothing." he said.

It was a few minutes when they heard a new sound join the symphony of noises which were normal for a warship, a deep hum which seemed to reverberate through the Foundry's very superstructure and through every ship. The Admiral felt the railings he was leaning on begin to shudder as the massive machine started up. Before long everyone could feel the trembling through the station and everything in it.

There was a blast of static before Doran's excited voice echoed through, "Project Gateway's starting up with no problems. Board's green...all gauges are in acceptable parameters... power level rising... here we go! "

Using the camera's which showed the outside of the Foundry, Tighe and Jaden watched in surprise as suddenly a large dark blue and purple sphere appeared right in front of the Foundry.

"Wormhole is stable," Doran said, before there was a slight lurch. "...and she's bringing us in."

Slowly, the massive moon-sized space station approached the Wormhole, slowly picking up speed before finally it touched the massive hole in space, and disappeared.

That was when everything immediately went to hell.

Suddenly there was a sudden boom, which was the precursor for the trembling to escalate to that of a low level earthquake. The power behind the blast sent everyone on both the observation deck and the bridge to fall to the floor. Alarms began to blare, deafening the Admiral and making his ears ring for a few crucial seconds.

"Doran." he shouted in surprise and anger, "What the hell is going on?!"

"No idea!" The Zeltron shouted back through the comm. panic in her voice. "I've got red on the board, gauges are going crazy... Force, it's overloading!"

"Then turn it off," he shouted, scrambling his way to the circular console, watching as his fellow officers held onto whatever they could with all they had. The whole ship seemed to be shaking.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK I'M DOING!" Doran shouted back. "I'm doing an emergency shut down right now! Brace yourselves!"

A sudden tremor so strong it made the entire superstructure screech sent everyone to the decking, Ahsona almost falling clean over the rails had Jaden not grabbed her and held onto her. The Admiral watched as cables snapped and consoles below sparked. Then a great darkness took him from consciousness.