Imperial Navy Pilot Record
Lieutenant Colonel Spearhawk (#2803)

Name: Noel Spearhawk

Rank: Lieutenant Colonel

Current Assignment: Reserve

Scandoc Transmission Code: noel.spearhawk@telia.com

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Date of Birth: 11 years before Endor

Place of Birth: Capital of Alderan

Marital Status: Single

Family: Mother, Father and a older sister working for the rebs.

Social Status: Wealthy

Quote: "Courage isn't not to be afraid, courage is to be deadly frightened of something but still do it"

Significant Events of Childhood and Adolescence: When I was four years old my mother took me to a military parade. Dart Vader himself practiced and when he retched the place where I stood, he stooped and spoke to me directly. He told me that I should not trust my friends and loved ones to much and to serve the Empire above all.

Significant Events of Adulthood: I lost my right hand when I was forced to eject in the midle of a battle. It has been replaced by a mecalical that works just as fine.
Two months after that I burned my figer tips on the left hand when I was playing with fire and our crazy doc Toran Dan cut of my hand to take away the pain from the figer tips. So no I have mecalical hands on both arms.
I carry some small explosives in them but since I have no education in handeling such things I'm not very good at it, I nearly blown my self up more times than they have been of use.

My second EH ship, the Burner II, was destroyed by CM Riccardo Grazioli since he was bored and feelt the need to play a joke. Unforsulantely for him this joke cost him the money it took to buy me a new fighter, the Burner III. Thanks Graz! This new ship works much better ;P

After having successfully avoided higher positions (well, asied from a briefe time as CMDR as a favour to my then CMDR) for over two and a half year a friend of mine became Commodore and now it became incredible hard to avoid responsibility. Inside two months I finaly lost and found my self as Wing Commander.

Alignment and Attitude: Long live the New Re... er I mean the New Order!

Former Occupations: Starship mechanic

Hobbies: Painting kills on my fighter.
I also like sniping and hacking. Thanks to my jedi senses I can hit a target big as a coin on a distance of several kilometres. And while I lack the skill to penetrate high security computer systems an ordinary system stand no chance against me.

Tragedies: I wasn’t on Alderan when the Death Star showed up but all my friends and my entire family was (or so I belived, see futher donw for explenation). I don’t blame the Empire for theirs death, I had long suspected that they had been supporting the rebels and now I got confirmation.
Becoming WC >:P

Phobias and Allergies: I’m allergic to rebels and my Commodor, VA Darksaber (casue he always has some kind of work for me) >:P

Personal View of the Empire and EH: The Empire, especially Emperor’s Hammer, stands for peace and order in the galaxy.

Reason for enlisting in the EH: I want to punish the rebels for corrupting my family and there by getting them killed. And I have loved flying since the day my father took my sister and me on a ride in one of his three man space racers.

Other Comments: I have always believed that my whole family died on Alderan when it was destroyed but a few months ago I was proven wrong.

I was out on a test flight in my new Tie Phantom. When I jumped into the Ikea system I noticed a lone rebel X-Wing lifting off from the third planet. I decided that it was time to test how my new craft worked in combat and sat course for it. Due to my superior speed I soon catched up with the X-Wing and we engaged eatch other in dogfight. I immediately noticed that the reb was force sensitive and I used my little control over the force to block him from reading my mind. I had believed it to be a easy fight, what could a X-Wing do against my superior fighter but I was wrong. The other pilot seamed to be able to predict exactly what I would do and counter it, but I'm sure he couldn’t read my mind. Even more strange was that I could also predict his moves and counter them even before he had the chance to execute them and I'm 250% sure that I didn't use the force to do that cause all of my control of it was used to prevent the other pilot from reading my mind.

We were locked in close dogfight for more than two hours, none of us manageing to get even a shot at the other. It was not just that we were equal skilled, during that time one of us should have made a wrong guess and it would have been over, but none of us did cause somehow we knew exactly how the other thought.

In the end it was the different in our crafts that ended it, my Phantom had an unlimited energy supply by its solar panels while the X-Wing used energy cells that needed to be replaced after long hours of combat.

After two hours and twenty six minutes of close combat the X-Wings energy ran out and it went dead in space with all, systems except com and life-support, dead.

I'm not the kind of person that shoots on a defenseless target just to score a kill so I used my COM system to demand his surrender. I was chocked when a female voice responded acknowledging my request. Not only that it was female but that I thought that I recognized the voice. Due to the disturbing on the com I couldn’t point out exactly who it was but I was positive that it was one who I knew or once had known.

I used the COM to call in a ship to transport the X-Wing back to the Immortal, and then I entered hyperspace.

When I returned to the Imm my squad mates had heard of my achievement and were waiting in the hangar to congratulate me and to invite me down to the bar to take a drink with them, but I declined. Instead I hurried to the hangar where they were taking in the captured X-Wing and the pilot.

I arrived just in time to see the pilot climb out of her ship and remove her helm. It was then I got the biggest chock of my life. There, not five meters ahead of me, stood my long dead sister, Shirl, and she was very much alive. She looked into my eyes and said: "Hello No, it's nice to see you again" in a tone that almost made me believe she meant it.

Then the storm troopers took her away and I never saw her again. I was going to visit her several times but there always came up things I absolutely must do every time I came up with that thought.

And then eleven days after her capture the rebs launched one of the most bold rescue operations I have ever seen.

The Imm was going to the Ikea system to check what Shirl had been doing on the third planet. She had told the interrogators that she was checking the planet to see if it was suitable for a base but they didn't believe her.

Since there wasn’t believe to be any real fighting the combat redlines weren’t exactly the best, Falcon squadron was all on leave, Ghost was grounded cause of repairs on their fighters and Ranger was out on a scouting mission in another system. That left Phantom and Demon to escort the Imm.

When the Imm entered the system Phantom and Demon launched immediately. When they had assured that no rebel ships were present the Imm started to close on the third planet. The Imms scanner showed that there was no electronic technology on the planet. The Imm laid it self in orbit around the planet and prepared to launch the shuttle that would investigate exactly what had been going on the planet.

Suddenly, without any warning several ion bolts was launched for the planet and at the same time two squads of rebel fighters and an ATR exited hyperspace right on top of us.

While the fighters kept us busy the ATR went for the disabled Immortal. They were in and out so fast that we didn't realize what had happened until after they had gone. The whole operation took only five minutes and resulted in eleven dead pilots, where of six were from phantom (two who were under my command), sever damage to the Imm and the lose of our prisoner, Shirl. I'm convinced that the only thing that saved me from being suspected as traitor was that the pronton torpedo that I launched at the ATR would have destroyed it and killed Shirl if it was not for one of the rebel X-Wing that knowingly placed it self in the torpedo’s path and took it instead of the ATR.

The traitor that must have given the information about our plans is still undiscovered and we still don't know how the rebs managed to hide the ion canons from our detection cause they selfdestructed after having fired their rounds of ion bolts at the Imm.

What I can't understand is how the rebels could put so much on the line for one person. But I guess that my parents had a hand in that, Shirl’s interrogators told me that apparently my whole family survived the destruction of Alderan and that my parents are now generals among the rebels.

>Sighs< Why couldn’t they have stayed dead, now I need to go throught the trouble of killing them.

ID Line: RSV/LC Spearhawk/M/FRG Phoenix/Reserves -- "I might be in the reserve now, but my heart will always be with the Immortal."

Submitted: 1/16/2003 3:52:00 PM