Star Wars: Revelations/ Chapter 7: Against All Odds

The Koros-Strohna, filled with organic Yorik coral, looked relevant to a black hole, sucking every known thing into its vortex. Aboard, Major Scrape entered the main control room where the tall Shimrra Jamaane was present. That control room consisted of all black walls, black computer consoles and had a width of a mile. With darkness surrounding him, the Yuuzhan Vong overlord looked deep into the white specs in outer space and nonchalantly turned around to face the First Order leader. “You know, Scrape of the First Order,” Shimrra began, calmly. “Us conquerors take pride in our livelihoods. When one of us is in peril, we all go to break he or she out of said peril. That being said, once you issued the order that this worldship was breached and some were under attack, my legion grew worried for each other. Having it been a false alarm, you, Scrape of the First Order, allowed three valuable prisoners to escape. That is why I summoned you right now.”

Clenching a fist, Scrape replied, firmly, “Nobody summons me.”

Chuckling, Jamaane walked down the steps that were attached to the helm of the control room. Scrape just stood there, shortly reminiscing about all of his past verbal and physical outbursts. Jamaane continued in the same tone of voice as before, “Fortunately, a mere clone such as yourself could never outsmart me. The one your men were performing the atomic brain-wave scan on, ‘Ponds’ was it? One of my medics implanted something right in his temple. So, I appreciate your efforts, but we’ll take it from here!” More Vong entered and moved in on Scrape. Scrape, expressionless, looked around and noticed them.

“What did you implant?” Scrape, like Wolffe, said through his clenched teeth.

“Well, that is precious information I cannot disclose.”

“Then why’d you tell me everything else, huh?”

“If you do escape us, which you won’t, you can tell your comrades to never mess with Yuuzhan Vong. Rise, my legion!” As Jamaane said that, lights were activated and clearly showed hundreds of Yuuzhan Vong in the same room, readying themselves for a fight.

Scrape smirked, chuckled a bit and got out his recording device, which startled some of the Vong. “A little feisty, are we?” The Vong just gazed upon Scrape, not letting him out of their sight. Scrape turned his device on, “This will be the second and last time I talk to myself like this. Confrontation is something I was always good at. Now, it appears that I will go down against these slobs, but, I’m taking these slobs with me.” In entered multiple First Order soldiers with their tough feet impacting the floor at the exact same time. “Long live the First Order, as we are all the New Republic. May they succeed in fighting the Yuuzhan Vong. Take ‘em out, boys!” With no further hesitation, both the Vong and First Order commenced to battle each other right in the control room.

Jamaane lunged at Scrape which forced the clone major back meters from his original position. Scrape went for his holstered shotgun after getting his bearings and blasted Jamaane in his right optic. As a result, plasma squirted out, but Jamaane snarled and went for Scrape’s arm - the one with the shotgun. There, Jamaane twisted the arm towards Scrape’s face which made Scrape scream at the top of his lungs. A scout trooper charged at Jamaane yet ended up receiving the same outcome that Scrape had gotten.

The overpowering Vong leader attempted to step on Scrape with his oversized feet, which had long, pointy nails, capable of killing any target he so wishes. Scrape rolled over to the opposite direction of where the feet were stomping. He took out a vibroblade and instantly stabbed his opponent in his meaty leg. Letting out a gasp, Jamaane picked up Scrape with one hand and threw him across the room with Scrape hitting his head on one of the computer consoles. Hundreds and hundreds of deceased bodies lay flat on the metal floor, taking up most of the surface. Soon, those deceased bodies turned out to be more of the First Order than the Yuuzhan Vong. Reawakening from shortly-lived unconsciousness, Scrape whispered a few curses to himself as he knew most of his men were killed by the hands of the Vong. Moments afterwards, defeat was certain for the First Order.

Jamaane purposefully stepped on multiple stormtrooper bodies while he approached Yugo Patoria and Cato Loozin, who had since gotten back from the area he was in near the Mon Calamari system. “Patoria, I want this mess of First Order scum to be cleaned up. Loozin, what’s going on with the tracking beacon in the one they call ‘Ponds’?”

It took some time, but Cato Loozin retrieved information regarding Ponds and his whereabouts by one of the other soldiers giving him a virtual documentation device. “He’s still talking to Katan. Wait, my lord. Katan sounds as if lubricants are leaking from her optics. She might succumb to the New Republic! We must destroy them!”

“Loozin, Loozin, Loozin. Come now. Why would we remove the device from Ponds and insert a new one just to kill him?” Jamaane stepped back on his helm again as if the battle had never happened. He pressed a button to release the opening compartment of a metal drawer in the helm. He pulled out a small yet visible chip that was once one with Ponds’ brain. Showing it to his audience of Yuuzhan Vong minions, he stood even more upright. “Listen, my brethren.” Jamaane began to yell.

Scrape, who had no choice but to eavesdrop, activated his recording device once more and stuck it out nearer to the sound volume of Jamaane’s vocals. “This. This virus-like device! It will help just the beginning of our future plans of Order 101! Of course, with a little help from some old allies. Now, whether or not the Death Watch have chosen to be part of our affiliation, we must move forward. We have done enough here as it is, intimidating the Mandalorians. We are off to Kamino!”

Scrape’s jaw dropped. He silently stopped the device from recording any further, gathered correct coordinates and sent the embedded transmission.