"Not good," one of the clones said, stabbing a finger at the touch screens in vain. All of them were black. "We've lost power to navigation, weapons, everything. I don't know what they hit us with but it packed a wallop."

The floor lists slightly as the ship is going off course, leaning more towards the planet. Through the windows, they can just see the ships coming towards them from the surface. Little dots with firey tails.

A few panels were open, flashlights pointed by helpful clones as they tried to get the computers up and running again. "We're dead in the water! They'll be boarding us in no time and we've got nothing to throw back at them."