Star Wars: Return of the Sith

[Quiet_Cool]

Marius

I bounded onto my knees, drawing my saber across the room to my hand from the stand I left it on, the holder rattling against the surface as it suddenly raced to my hand. I was on my feet before my eyes opened. When they did, I saw Raine, standing before me. By then, the blade was out, and I was ready to attack...the air, perhaps?
I stood on the bed for a moment, looking at her, my breathing far too heavy to appear calm.
Raine looked at me as though she barely noticed anything.
"Are you alright?" SHe asked.
I switched off the weapon, reality sinking in.
"Just a dream...I think," I replied, stepping down onot the bed and shaking my head quickly, as though the feeling that had taken me over could be flung off of me that way.
"We have more visitors," she stated.
"Oh?" I asked. "More?"
SHe nodded.
"I believe one to be a Sith. I think it best that we meet them in person this time."
"Where were they spotted?" I asked. I was already caught up in what was going on, the feelings from the dream (which i could not for the life of me remember) dissipating.
"They weren't yet," she replied. "But I'm certain Kelson is aware they are here. A Sith is nearly impossible to hide, especially one so close."
"Kelson will disapprove," I replied.
"Yes," she said. "He will. But I have my reasons. There's something else going on here, and I want to know what it is. The sudden appearance of Dartum, a Jedi I have never heard of, the return of Tynan, whom I haven't seen for so long, and the presence of the boy...too much in one day alone to not have some drive of the force behind it. If not the darker side of it. Now the Sith appearing on the planet's surface...and I belive another gifted in the talents of the force, though not seeming too connected to either side. SOmething is very amiss."
I nodded.
I quickly changed from my sleeping clothes into my Jedi attire, then threw my cloak over it and stretched before following her out the door.

 

[Paendragon]

Luke

Luke shot into a sitting position, his stomach clenching hard. The air seemed to be trying to suffocate him. He could feel it pressing in on him from all sides. It was dark... it hated him... it wanted to destroy him... it wanted to make him it's pet.

He fought off the feeling, and dragged his feet to the floor. Using his hands, he levered himself to his feet, and staggered to the door, slapping the panel on the side to open it.

He slid his hands along the walls of the hallway, until he came to Tynan's door panel, which he slapped, to open. He forced himself into Tynan's bedroom, and found Tynan sitting up in bed staring off into the darkness, a deep, frightening frown on his face.

"What is it...," Luke managed to gasp out.

"A Sith," Tynan whispered. "Here." Tynan stared off into the darkness for awhile lost in his thoughts.

Luke waited, struggling to breath, trying to fight off the darkness.

Suddenly Tynan's eyes shot toward him, and the former Jedi leapt to his feet striding purposefully toward him with... worry?... on his face.

He grabbed Luke by the shoulders. "Luke? What is it?"

"I," Luke swallowed, fighting off the feeling of nausea. "I don't know." He could feel moisture in his eyes. He fought that, too. He wouldn't allow himself to cry in front of Tynan. He would not! He was just so afraid...

"Luke," a voice whispered. "Come back to me. You're safe now."

It sounded so far away. Luke noticed he could breathe easier. The air felt different.

"Stay with me, boy." It was the voice again, closer this time.

Luke opened his eyes, and found himself cradled in an older man's arms. Funny, he didn't remember falling...

The room seemed lighter than it had before. "Dada?" Luke asked. He felt Dada's muscles tense, and heard a sharp intake of breath. No, not Dada... Tynan. Dada?

"It's me boy," the other whispered. "Tynan. Look at me."

Luke did as he was told. Oh yeah, Tynan. The Hunter.

"What...where?"

"You're safe now," Tynan replied, his voice sounding odd to Luke. He helped Luke over the the bed, and sat him on it.

Luke was able to sit easily now, feeling much better. "Did the Sith do that?" He was afrais again. Had the Dark Man found him? Could Tynan protect him?

"I don't know," Tynan whispered, after a small delay. "Why don't you try to get some sleep."

Luke looked to the door, afraid. He didn't want to go back to his room. "I'm not really tired..."

"You can stay here," Tynan said, and sat on the floor. "Bed's too soft for me anyway."

Luke still didn't think he could sleep, but was glad to be staying here. "I'll try." He lay down and closed his eyes. He actually managed to fall asleep a small time later.

 

[Paendragon]

Tynan

Tynan could feel him, like a hurricane in the Force, walking toward the base. There was another with him, strong, but undisciplined.

Tynan sat on his bed, cross-legged, his eyes following their progress as if he could see them through the walls and the trees that separated him from them. A Sith, here, and he had no lightsaber. The man was powerful, he could tell that much. And he wanted us to know he was here, otherwise he would have pulled his Force signature back into himself, making it difficult to be sensed until he was close. No, he was broadcasting himself. Why?

He sensed Luke outside his door. The boy should be in bed. His door slid open, but Tynan ignored him.

"What is it...," Tynan heard the boy whisper.

Tynan wasn't sure if he should answer at first, but his surprise at the boy being able to sense the Sith, made the decision for him. Being a Jedi would be difficult. He might as well stop sheilding him from it.

"A Sith," Tynan whispered. "Here." Why was the question... why here? Why now? The sound of the boy gasping for air snapped him out of his thoughts.

He turned toward Luke. The boy was pale, and covered with sweat. Blast...

Tynan leapt to his feet, and covered the ground to the boy in an instant. He grabbed Luke by the shoulders.

"Luke? What is it?"

"I," Luke swallowed. "I don't know."

Tynan could see tears forming in the childs eyes.

Suddenly, Luke's body went limp. Tynan reached out with both his hands and the Force to catch him before he hit the floor. He gathered the boy up in his arms, and projected the Force into him, attempting to heal him of whatever was wrong. He ran into a wall of Dark Side energy. He concentrated his will behind the Force, found a weakness in the wall, and shattered it. He had no idea what caused it, and had no time to contemplate it. He fed the Force into the child, suddenly so small in his arms.

"Luke," he shouted. "Come back to me. You're safe now."

No response. He felt fear threaten to overtake him, but he forced it down, determined to keep anymore Dark energy from touching the boy.

"Stay with me, boy," he commanded. Stay with me, blast you!

The boy's eyes opened, and Tynan fought the impulse to laugh with joy. Now wasn't the time for silly displays.

"Dada?" the boy whispered.

Tynan jumped, slightly. Dada? Oh no you don't, boy. Not Dada for me...

"It's me boy," Tynan whispered. "Tynan. Look at me."

The boy did. Hid eyes were bloodshot, and tired looking.

"What...where?" The boy asked.

"You're safe now," Tynan replied, forcing his voice to show no emotion. Dada, indeed. He had enought troubles, already.

He lifted the boy, and carried him to his bed, setting him down upon it.

"Did the Sith do that?" Luke asked.

Tynan could feel the fear pulsing from the child. Tomorrow he would begin to teach him to control his emotions better. It was generally something you waited to do, but after tonight...

"I don't know," Tynan whispered. "Why don't you try to get some sleep."

"I'm not really tired..." the boy said, after glancing at the door.

He was afraid, Tynan knew. he supposed he could wait until morning before forcing the boy to grow up much faster than he should have to.

"You can stay here," Tynan said, and sat on the floor. "Bed's too soft for me anyway."

Tynan could feel relief wash off the boy in waves. "I'll try," he said, and laid down on the bed.

Tynan watched him until he fell asleep, and watched him for quite some time afterwards. He was now quite certain that the Dark Force wall that had surrounded Luke did not come from the man on the planet. It was too weak. Almost as if it were an overstretched rubber band, coming from a great distance. If not this Sith, than who? More importantly, why?

 

[Kelson]

After the brief chat with the visitor, Kelson was even more on edge...and now possessed 4 lightsabers that weren't his. This was getting to be ridiculous. Feeling slightly off from his previous sensings of the gathering darkside and this coincidental coming of three force-users, and that boy had great potential..., Kelson made his way to Daelon's chambers and bowed to his apprentice as he entered and sat before him.

For the next several hours Kelson's mind forced more and more trials on Daelon, in the hope of vast improvements in exchange for temporary weakness. The tests were intense and by the time Kelson's mind picked up the newcomer, he was nearly inside the atmosphere.

The Jedi Master leapt to his feet and punched a code into the nearby door-keypad. Then he turned to his apprentice, "Daelon, fetch your lightsaber and catch up to me, east side of the compound."

With that, Kelson opened the door and moved swiftly through the halls as soldiers and guards were awakened by sudden alarms within their seperated barracks. They should be ready in time...hopefully. The master hopped onto a speeder bike and blasted forth from the compound, his brown robes whipping wildly in the wind.

 

[Abraxas Winterlight]

Tholin Mod, Sith Warrior

After an hour of walking I finally could sense the base ahead of me. The numerous force signatures of the Jedi were flaring brightly, probably in response to my getting closer to their hidden base. One after the other, they sensed my presence & drew of the force arround them in a instinctive defensive move, which allowed me to gauge their strength. None seemed as strong as I am, but together they could treat me like a child.

"Ok Darth Grampy, how much further do I have to walk in this steambath to get where you are dragging me?"
I turned & looked at my granddaughter. She was sweating, short of breath, & had such a look of mischief in her eyes that I had to smile.
" We should be seeing someone very soon child. Now remember, draw no weapon, & take no action, no matter what happens. We can stop here and rest a bit. Over there is a stream where you can freshen up."
I then turned & waited for the Jedi. This should be interesting.

 

[Orlanth]

D'rack Fran'tok

As D'rack retur ned to the Inn, he saw his Droid, 87-Q was already there. D'rack wasn't suprised, he did after all take a while on his walk, and of course, there was the attack from his old Master... Shan McTakes.

A Jedi Mas ter turn Sith. Drivin' by hate, the power of Dark Side blindeds Shan from seeing the true nature of what he had become.

"87-Q, we're not leaving now . I have something to look into...." D'rack s tops as he senses' something in the room off to 87-Q's right... Storm Troopers!

"Sorry Master, I had no choice... Forgive..." 87-Q is cut of with a loud blast, and 87-Q falls to the ground.

A man, wearing white armour steps out of the room, followed by another, and another, and so on till 10 men stand in the room. "Storm Troopers, here , on Tatooine? Has this got something to do with Shan?... But why would the Imperials be involved with Shan?

"Kill him!" The leader demanded, and all 10 men aimed their weapons at D'rack .

D'rack powered up his Lightsaber and refelected the Laser shoots. I can 't keep this up for long, there is to many of them.... I must exscape.

D'rack looks over his shoulder, and spots the door, wit h out any hesit ation, he runs out the door and across the road. D'rack hides amgost the crowd, in front of a Slave sale. I lost them. But w hy are they here? Hmm, I may find a clue at old Jedi Master, Kenobi's house.

D'rack slips from the crowd and heads for Obi-Wan Kenobi's home.

 

[Paendragon]

Moridin's eyes snapped open. He had almost found him. Another few moments, and the boy would have been his. Somehow, the child had found, or been found by, a Jedi. Unfortunate, but not overly so. The man had been strong to shatter his Dark Side manipulations, but would not be any concern to him when the time came. And the time would come. The boy would be his again.

He would reaquire him, and begin shaping him now, as a child, to be the perfect apprentice. Moridin had been surprised to find one so young with so much potential. He had planned on raising him as a son, with loyalty only to himself. A Darth Vader for his Emperor. The perfect disciple.
Then the boy had escaped while Moridin had been away supervising the refitting of his fleet. It had been the last mistake the superintendant at the Institue had ever made. Perhaps his replacement would be more careful.

He noticed the small flashing light on the wall of his meditation chamber, and waved a finger turning the intercom on.

"What is it, Captain?"

"My Lord," the Captain's voice came over the speaker. "The Executor II has just dropped out of hyperspace on the edge of the system."

"Excellent. Inform me when it arrives at our location."

"As you wish, My Lord." The transmission cut off.

His let his plans form in his mind. The Executor II was the final, and most important, piece of his fleet. The Super-class Star Destroyers had been the true strength of the Empire, more so than even the vaunted Death Stars. And now he had one of the few remaining in his possesion. Soon he would make his move, one step at a time, to conquer the galaxy.

And there would be a new Emperor to rule it. With a child at his side.

 

[Dark Warrior]

Daelon

Daelon listened to his master, nodding only once before Kelson had left. The apprentice reached out with the Force, pulling his lightsaber into his hand. He flicked the light on, relieved that now, when he needed it the most, it was working perfectly. He swung it once, twice, testing it, before deactivating it and tucking it into his belt.
Strange, how now, of all times, he felt no fear. He felt no anger. He felt nothing but absolute stillness.
"Just like a Jedi." he thought with a small smile, before he quickly followed Kelson out, running past the officers who were scrambling around and jumping onto a speeder bike, quickly igniting the engine and sending the machine after Daelon's master.

 

[Orlanth]

Darth Kane

"Lillya, how could you hurt me so..." Darth Kane thinks to himself as he looks out of his Office window. "I could have given you so much, you would have been happy... But no, it was like you didn't want to be happy..."

On the desk behinde Kane, a light blinked read, an d a voice came accross . "Incoming Transmission."

Kane spu n around and flicked a switch, resulting in a small hologram of a Storm Trooper aparing. "What is it commander, good news I would assume?"

"Sir, we found the remains of Darth Shan... Only his Lightsaber and clock, it appears as this Jedi killed him... We were able to track the Jedi back to a Inn in the Weast of Mos Eisley, it came to our attanition that he was seeking transportation to Coruscant... We did have the Jedi in our grasp, but he some how got away from us."

"Damn fools!" Kane thought to himself as he glared at the hologram. "Find that Jedi and destroy him, or I will have you killed along with your men." With out waiting for the Storm Troopers resapounce, Kane flicked a switch, and cut the transmisson.

"Who is thi Jedi?... He must be strong to kill Darh Shan... Then again, Shan was a arrigont idiot." Kane thinks as he sits in his chair. "I might have to go to Tatooine myself to kill him... No, I will n ot go to that extreme... He'll come to me..."

Kane flicked a switch and a Hologram of a Storm Trooper apeared agian. "Commander, new orders... Allow the Jedi to leave Tatooine... But be sure to make it like you didn't want him to get away... I am sure this is not a hard task." Kane flicks the switch again.

"Lets see who you are, Jedi..."

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Raine

We should have told Kelson where we were headed, but I doubted it would take him long to figure it out. He knew me plenty well enough, and would realize that perhaps it was best to meet this visitor as soon as possible. The bargemoved quickly above the ground, headed toward where the two were. Beegas stood with his troops near the back, twelve guards/soldiers, all that would fit on the barge with Marius and I, and four more on speeder bikes, two on either side, keeping pace with us.
Ahead, the form of a man came into view, not far from the stream.
I slowed the vehicle, bringing it to a pause almost twenty yards from the man. The speeder bikes hurried ahead, doing a quick once over of the area.
A few seconds later, Beegas raised his comm to his ear and listened, then stated.
"Only one more has been found. Nearer the stream. A girl, small-framed, young by the looks." Beegas announced.
I nodded. "We'll advance, Marius and I in the lead, and you and three or four of your men in tow, but not too close. If he attacks, we'll need room to maneuver, and you probably won't be able to do much against him with your blasters."
"Right," he responded.
We dropped to the ground, the soldiers gathering behind us. Beegas and his three pacing behind us as we approachedand the others spreading out, creating a half circle perimter behind us, a safety net should the Sith get past us. Two stayed on the barge to protect it. The speeders returned from patrol and settled in between us and the "net" personel.
I stopped about ten feet away from the man, my hand at the ready, but not touching my saber yet. I glanced to Marius, who looked sternly at the man, not blinking or flinching, not really showing anything.
Almost ready, I thought, surprised myself at how well he was handling this. Almost.
"I would suggest you announce yourself," I said to the man. "And call your associate this way as well. And then, you can begin to explain your purpose here."

 

[Abraxas Winterlight]

Tholin Mod, Sith Warrior

**and it begins**
I formally bowed, as to a equal, to the Jedi.
"My name is Tholin Mod Carradas, and I am here seeking help for my apprentice, guided by the will of the Living Force. I am not here to fight, nor will I meekly submit should you choose that path anyway. Does this satisfy your requirements?"
I turned to look at Kerra, who came to stand beside me.
"Now, little one, remember what I told you, do nothing without asking first."

 

[Kelson]

Kelson's speeder bike stopped from its top in almost a second flat, the master leaping off and landing soundly next to his companions to look at the Sith.

"Welcome to our base, Sith. What help does your apprentice require that we might offer?"

 

[Abraxas Winterlight]

Tholin Mod, Sith Warrior

I look at this new jedi that has arrived. Three of them, they must be a little rattled that I am here.
" She has a block on her memories that I will not lift, & that hopefully one of you can. Also, I seek to apprentice her to a Jedi, not me, as a padawn. She shows every potential of being a Jedi Prophet, and one of those has not been seen in a millenia. Also I would like to speak with your council, such as it is, about items of mutual intrest. I will go into that further when such a council is held. "
I look at the jedi, seeking a reaction.

 

[Kelson]

Kelson looks back emotionlessly.

"Give me your weapons and we will go, you have my word as a Jedi Master that no harm will come to you, Sith."

A finger came up to silence any resistance Kelson's companions might offer.

"He does not come to battle us, but instead seeks our aid. What has happened today has been odd enough, let us not be quick to goto war with those we needn't."

 

[Abraxas Winterlight]

Tholin Mod, Sith Warrior

"Pardon me for refusing, Master Jedi, but I will not part with my blade. I give you my word I will take no action unless forced to, and will honor any other restrictions put upon me, but i will not hand you my blade. I realize that Honor is supposedly foregn to the Sith, but I am here to inform you that there is a new order of Sith, and we value our word. There are 3 of you here, and at least 3 more Jedi Masters and 2 apprentices back at your base. Even if I was Darth Banr reborn, I would not survive such odds.
Now, may we go, or is this conversation over?"

 

[Kelson]

"I really must insist, were something to happen that would distract the others of us, you could become a threat. I will have them held securely where they will be available if required."

 

[Orlanth]

D'rack Fran'tok

"There it is, Master Kenobi's home... Wait, what is that?..."

D'rack can see something behinde the house, what is it? He can't tell wait. There... Something is coming!

Storm Troopers!... "Commander, we have the house under guard, a Troop Transport is on it's way from Star Destroy Corrino. We have no signs of the Jedi, are you sure he will come here? From the looks of things, no one has ben here for years..."

"I have my orders from master Kan e himself, we are to wait here for the Jedi..." The Storm Troopers voice is overwelmed by the sounds of the transport's engines, D'rack can't hear the Trooper talking... "We have our orders, do not fail."

"Kane?" D'rack thnks in confusin. "I have never heard of a Kane... How did he know I would come here?... The Dark Side clouds everything...

D'rack, sneaks around the cliffs, to the other side of the house. An Imperial Shuttle! "I'll never stand a chance against that many Storm Troopers. I count 15, just at the rear, meany others could be inside... I must sneak on to that Shuttle!"

 

[Abraxas Winterlight]

Tholin Mod, Sith warrior

I chuckled at the jedi's words.
"If I required them, I think I would no longer need them in the time you took running to the weapons locker, unlocking them, and running back to give them to me. Listen, I understand that it goes against centuries of training for us to even be talking, instead of trying to kill each other. Wheither i have my blade or not does not lessen the fact that I am a threat, and it places a item created with Dark Side energy in the hands of those who are not used to handling them. Besides, I have... safeguards buit into my saber. It would be unpleasant for anyone but me to handle it. I will peace-bond it to my belt, but I will expect the same curtesy from you, to keep the feild semi-even. "

 

[Kelson]

"You are a guest of this compound and no visitors or guests are allowed weapons of any sort. Now, if you refuse to give up your weapons, you will not be able to enter the compound. I will not budge on this matter."

 

[Orlanth]

Darth Kane

"M'lord, we have recieved word from the shipping bays... Your Star Destroyer Renegade is completed... They have also report that 47% of your Super class Star Destroyer is complete, anther 2 years and it will be done." The Stor mTrooper reported to his Master, scared to be so close to him.

"Very good Captian. Bring me my Shuttle, I wish to command the Renegade myself."

"Yes , M'lord, your Shuttle is already, so we may leave imdeatily."

""Two more years , and I will have my Super Star Destroyer... That will do untill my other weapon is completed... Hmm, yes, the Jedi will be destroyed... Once and for all...." Kane thinks to himself as he walks to the Landing pad.

 

[Arc da Rat]

Kerra Shiran

Kerra sit up on the bed, still screaming, Thorlin is there in a instant & pulls her to his chest. His presence & touch calms her distraught mind. "You are safe child, I won't let anyone hurt you. Now get dressed and come with me. Bring your lightsaber, but leave the blaster & knives. I will be outside waiting." With a last caress, he gets up off the bed & exits her quarters.

Wiping the the last tears off her face, Kerra glares a bit at the door. ::He must be crazy. A smuggler never goes armed with only one weapon. Even if they are force-sensitive.:: She smirks & strips off her clothes. Toweling off her sweat covered body, she throws on her other favorite pair of leather pants, a white linen shirt & boots.

Attaching the saber to her belt along a com to the ship, she puts on a holster harness & blaster. Kerra the slip on her jacket & slip her deck of Sabacc card in a pocket. She quickly types out a brief message for Mogo, just in case ... Mogo, if you are reading this then I am no longer part of this galaxy. The Owl of course is yours to do with what you please & also the credits in this account I also give in your keep.

She pauses for a moment in thought. If Tholin is still alive when you read this, you are to taking him where he wants to go. I know you do not like him Mogo but he is my grand-father. This would be my last request of you to do. May the force be with you always. Kerra ~ She saves it in a special file marked Mogo, then goes out of her quarter to meet Tholin.

"Ready to go ... grandpa." Tholin looks at her sternly. "Follow me and do not draw your lightsaber, no matter what happens. We should be landing in a moment. Just stay with me, I don't expect we will have to walk far until we are picked up." We make our way down to the hatch way, it open we get out & the Owl moves off.

She speaks into the com, as the ship clears the tree line. "Mogo, if you don't hear from me, open the special file in my log." Kerra shuts off the com before Mogo could say anything & starts following Tholin toward the emcampment.

 

[Arc da Rat]

Kerra Shiran

After about an hour, all the walking was taking its toll on Kerra. "Ok Darth Grampy, how much further do I have to walk in this steambath to get where you are dragging me?" Tholin turns to look at her & smiled. "We should be seeing someone very soon child. Now remember, draw no weapon, & take no action, no matter what happens. We can stop here and rest a bit. Over there is a stream where you can freshen up." He turns back to where the base was somewhere ahead, as she goes in the direction where the stream is.

Kerra kneeled at the steam cupping her hands in the cool water & drinking. After getting her fill she sat at the waters edge meditating. She picked up sound of ship, movement in the surrounding area. A female voice speak behind her where Tholin stood. "I would suggest you announce yourself and call your associate this way as well. And then, you can begin to explain your purpose here."

Her eyes snapped open, Kerra stood then made her way back to Tholin as he spoke to the two Jedi. "Now, little one, remember what I told you, do nothing without asking first." She nodded to him but didn't speak, as a third arrived & spoke. "Welcome to our base, Sith. What help does your apprentice require that we might offer?" She looks at her grandfather then at the Jedi.

The next words out of Tholin's mouth frightens her. "She has a block on her memories that I will not lift, & that hopefully one of you can. Also, I seek to apprentice her to a Jedi, not me, as a padawn. She shows every potential of being a Jedi Prophet, and one of those has not been seen in a millenia ..." The rest of the words he speaks are lost to Kerra, as she stands there in shock & numb to what is going on around her.

 

[Paendragon]

Charis Du'Thar, Sith Apprentice

She waited in her shuttle in the docking bay for the Executor II to move into position near the Thrawn before leaving the Super-class ship. Her shuttle headed directly for the bay of the Thrawn, quickly docking.

She made her way down the ramp, her black Sith robe and cloak flowing behind her, the cowl thrown back to show her shaven head, and exotic olive skinned features. She might have been considered attractive, if not for the stern, hard expression she always wore, and the way her dark brown eyes seemed to try to bore a hole through whomever she happened to be looking at.

There was no one to greet her as usual, nor did she wish there to be. Ceremony was for the weak.

She made her way through the long winding corridors and turbolifts to the bridge of the Thrawn with barely a pause. The crew of the ship knew enough to stay out of her way, and they did quickly, at times almost throwing themselves against a bulkhead when she appeared. It might have brought satisfaction to someone else, but not her. She was Sith, and they, these crewmembers, were insignificant. A means to an end, no more. Just as an insect would look at humans in awe, so they should look at her the same way she felt.

She entered the bridge without so much as an acknowledging nod to the captain, and made her way to the command chamber her Master had installed in one of the rear compartments of the bridge. She waited. Darth Moridin knew she was here, and would let her know when he wanted to see her.

In a few moments, the door to the command chamber opened, and she entered. The room was bare except for a single chair, but, like it's twin on the Executor II, was equiped with holographic projection equipment that would translate all sensor data into 3 dimensional images, allowing the occupant of the chair to literally walk through the battle, as if a god, and transmit tactical orders to the bridge, various sections of the ship, and in some cases the entire fleet.

She walked to within several paces of the chair, and it's occupant, and dropped to one knee with her head bowed.

"What is thy bidding my Master," her husky voice reverberated through the chamber.

"Arise, Lady Du'Thar," came the reply.

She, unlike the other Sith, had never taken, nor been given a Sith name. She knew her master had his reasons for wishing it that way, but he had never made it clear to her. Not that she really cared one way or the other. She rose to feet, head still held slightly bowed in deference.

"Everyting aboard the Executor II is ready?" the Master asked.

"It is, my Master."

"Excellent. You have done well, Lady Du'Thar. You may mediate, now. I will be onboard the Executor within the hour, at which point your will assume command here. You'll take the Thrawn and the Pellaeon and one third of the support fleet to the coordinates I will send you, and follow my instructions at that time."

"As you command, my Master." She recognised the dismissal for what it was, and left the chamber after bowing to her lord. As long as she got the revenge against the Jedi she craved, she would serve Moridin to her death. She did as he asked, and went to her chambers to meditate.

 

[Orlanth]

The sight was amazing, overwhelming. The small Imperal Shuttal zoomed towards the Star Destroyer Renegade. The huge starship was beside a shipping bay ;which in turn, had a very large hull in constraction... The Super class Star Destroyer Avanger.

The Shuttle, now docking with the Renegade, seemed as a small dot. Their was a large nu mber of Storm Troopers, and Officers set in lines, saluting the ir leader... Darth Kane.

The first out of the Shuttle was 2 Storm Troopers on eithe side of Kane... Kane in his green cloak... Kane always liked the color green.

The Crew stood at attantion untill Kane was in the turbo-lift, which speeded towards the bridge.

"M'lord, we honur your preseace. I asure yo that the Renegade is in full working order." The Captain said with a hint of fear in his voice, and his face showed it.

"Very good Commander... ow, I have a task for you... Set a course, for Coruscant; space B... I hav e a very important task for the Renegade." Kane commanded as he stood off the Turbo-lift, and walked down the bridge to lok out of the window, at the constraction of the Avanger.

"M'lord, that's top secert space. The crew aboard this ship are not ready.... I must strongly object to this..." Kane cut him off.

"You have you orders Commander!" Kane dsaid raising his voice.

"Yes, m'lord. Very well. We shall be there in a day."

"I'll be in my Chambers, i nform me once we arive." Kane turned and walked off, leaving the commander in fear. "I really most get rid of that commander..." Thought Kane as he entered the turbo-lift.

 

[Dark Warrior]

Daelon

Daelon finally reached the others, immediately hopping off his speeder and heading over to where the others were. His hand urged him to pull out his lightsaber, but he saw that neither Kelson, Raine, or Marius had made any actions of the sort, and that thought stayed his hands. He stepped up next to Kelson just in time to hear him ordering the newcomers to hand over their weapons. Daelon's eyes swept over the man, his eyes narrowing at the thought that this man before him was a Sith (Why had the other Jedis not made a move yet?), and then over the woman next to him. His eyes strayed over the woman for just a moment, before he turned back to the Sith and silently awaited his response.