It has only been hours since they arrived on the edge of the new Galaxy they had arrived at. The stars had been mapped, and similar coordinates to that of Cadia, and Terra, even Ultramar had been located, and a destination would need to be selected. Mhmun would not be the one leading....not alone. He would have a council form, in order to lead.
Mhmun stood in a large cleared out room, allowing him to meet with the various captains and commanders of the sections of the fleet. A large table with chairs around it was now filling the center of the room, the table was long, as it would need to seat over 30 captains of ships, leaders of military regiments, and other high-ranked people to decide the fate of the fleet..
The fleet was made up of 31 ships, as a small group of 4 had left, claiming to search for the Emperor's light, the identity of these ships' commanders was not verified, however, some speculation was present.
The Commanders of the groups, were the 4 chapter masters of the astarte's forces, made up of the Blades of Flames, led by the flame bearer, Mhmun, Spears of Diomedes, led by Warrior king, Lacedaemon, the Lion of Numidia, led by The Master of the Pride, Emely and the Lords of Iron, led by the King of Iron, Stroud.
The guardsmen regiments, of the Legion of the Honored, lead by Commander Argalus, who acted in support of the Spears, and the Regiment of Lansar, led by Lord Commander Cullen, whose structure was a mix of Cadian and Steel Legion forces. The Army of the Red Star was best described as the Valhallan Death Korp, whose leader was killed, so the 5th in command was present, Marshal Yeva. The last was more of a militia that grew out of hand, being "The Holy League" being mostly a feudal world, and made mostly out of levy and PDF, with minor Guard and Elite forces, it was lead by a Noble Lord, who had close ties to the previous Arch Bishop, named Lord Clement.
The Canoness of the Order of the Sacred Blade, an order of sisters of battle, Canoness Margerite. Across from the Canoness would be the Tech Priest Dominus, Zeta-1-Alpha, leader of the Cohort of the Omnissiah, which barely managed to survive, after withdrawing the Titan and Knights that were in the system before it fell.
The Leaders, and captains all entered the chamber and sat down, the tension was thick in the air, as many were fearful of what may be done.
"We no longer have the Emperor's light to guide us in the eyes of the Navigators. The group who has left has not reported back, and all communication attempts have failed. We can only assume they have been lost. But, we will need to travel the dangers of the warp, to reach the new galaxy's arm." Mhmun said.
"We are going to try and navigate the warp without navigators?! That is madness! We will be going with no idea of direction, any idea of where we are? No Navigator is crazy enough to attempt to navigate the warp without a beacon." A captain said.
"If they will not go by choice, we will make them do their jobs by force, chain them to their stations, we shall prepare for travel within the day's time. They will either aid us in our survival, or be brought down by their own fear." Lacedaemon shouted.
"It was the Inquisition who brought that menace to our system. We had no way to combat those creatures. We thank you for all that you could to aid us. But....what will we do without the astronomicon? We will be scattered, lost in the warp." One captain brought up.
Mhmun, with closed eyes, deep in thought on how he could solve this issue, when Lacedaemon spoke up.
"Not quite. One an expedition, my chapter aided Cawl, and learned of a machine known as a Pharos. We were able to find one, and have placed it in the Shield. If only a portion of us go out, we can find a planet, and activate the beacon, for the rest of the fleet to use. A guiding light." Lacedaemon stated.
Negotiations continued for hours, until the plan was finalized, every detail, from time scale, to acceptable levels of Cannibalism and punishment.
The commanders left the Blades of Flame Star Fortress, known as the Sheathe, returning to their ships and worked to prepare for warp travel. The Navigator were forced into place, and the fleet was as ready as they would be.
"Prepare to enter the warp." Mhmun said, as the Warp drive activated and began to power up. The Geller Fields activated, and the ships began to enter the warp.
-meanwhile-
The Jedi Order had recovered from the massive force based attack on them. They had learned that the Separatists were en route to attack the Planet of Rhen Var. Anakin Skywalker and his Master, Obi-wan Kenobi were sent out to deal with the threat they pose. As they reached the system, they saw several Lucerhulk transport ships, with accompanying Munificent class ships in support.
"There are too many for this to be just a simple invasion fleet, there is something going on here," Obi-wan said.
Anakin was heading to the hanger, preparing to get in his Delta-7 star fighter, and take off.
"Anakin, where are you going?" Obi-wan asked, confused.
"I am going to warn the base. You need to get the LA-ATs ready for the bases to be evacuated." Anakin said.
Anakin reached the first base, before he felt his head begin to throb. He held his head, as his head pulsed. He fell to his knee, gripping his star fighter with one hand, and his head in the other.
What was going on? What was causing this pain that was digging into his skull and mind.
"The light is gone! We have no Anchor! We must end this travel!" the voice of a woman screamed.
"The Ships are breaking apart!" a man cried out.
"May the Emperor protect us! Lowering Geller fields!" a second man cried out.
"Warp Jump ends in 3....2.....1!" a final voice said.
As the pain suddenly ended, he was receiving a signal from the command ship. R2 projected the ship's admiral Yularen.
"Commander, General Obi-wan has gone to the med bay, he fell down, after a disturbance was picked up behind the enemy fleet, he was holding his head, he said he heard people yelling when-, what are is that?" the admiral said said, confused, as he looked at the data slate
"Admiral, what is ti?" Anakin asked.
"Its- confirm that report!" He ordered, panic now being heard in his voice.
"Admiral!" Anakin yelled.
"Sir! It seems that an unknown fleet has appeared in the system! It looks like an armada of sorts! Readings we are able to receive put the smallest ships is over 1.5 Kilometers in length, with three massive space stations, over 10 Kilometers wide. What should we do?" The Panicked navel officer asked, worried.
"Hold fire, we can't risk creating another enemy. Have fighters ready though, and move to a defensive formation We need to evacuate Alpha, Bravo and Delta bases, then we will deal with the droids." Anakin said.
