Star Wars: The New Wars/Chapter 3

Deimos stepped from his place on the Avenger. He looked down, seeing the planet. "We're still in orbit?" He asked the captain. "Yes." He replied, them just heading into Hyperspace. Deimos took a seat, and they soon arrived on Korriban. There new Enclave was waiting. The 21st Elite Squadron was there, guarding at the moment. The ship landed, and Deimos stepped out. "Ugly as ever." He recalled, walking out to the soldiers. Deimos walked through the Enclave, passing the pillars, and to the demolished Durasteel door. "I thought you guys were fixing this!" He yelled angrily, looking to the 21st Elite Squadron. "Sorry, sir. We've been working on the corpses." They replied. "I see." Deimos said, stepping through the wooden doors. He nodded, noticing every corpse is gone. The small squad of basic soldiers he left behind followed him. He walked out of the Enclave, to see a Sith fighting the Assault Soldiers. Deimos grunted, and swiftly sent his hand to his Lightsaber, unclipping it off his belt. He ignited it, stancing in Makashi. The Sith charged to him, and Deimos swayed to side. Deimos sent his leg out, tripping the Sith to the floor. Then, Deimos sent his saber to the Sith's neck, keeping him pinned with his foot on the Sith's leg. [To Be Continued!]