Galactic Terror

This is a story from the SW Roleplaying site | Galaxy of the Force.

It surrounds the events of the Sith Empire of Dol Glorath, the New Republic, and the Jedi Order, and other people and organizations during the Chiss War. Many characters are shown in this story including Darth Matas, Darth Mathandal, Xiannar'acor, Ado Antilles, Polo Hudorra, and more..

Galactic Terror
"Never trust a Sith, or a Jedi for that matter. They lie and manipulate the galaxy to mold it how they please. They are too concerned with the light side and the dark side to see what is right under their noses. That’s why I went grey, light and dark frustrate me. Even though that’s how I feel about them, they are the ones who have the power to control the galaxy."

- Unknown Grey Jedi to unknown civilian

Chapter 1
Miko Ralu, the captain of the Savior sat in the captain seat staring into the blue tunnel of hyperspace. His faithful pilot, Durio’sice, a Twi’lek, was carefully piloting the Executor-class Star Destroyer through the Csilla system in the Unknown regions to the Nagai planet of Nagi. They were carrying many weapons including torpedos, grenades, detonators and more to help the Nagai in their silent war against the Tof. “Keep her steady Durio’sice. We don’t want to have any problems with the Chiss while we are in their sector” Miko calmly ordered the Twi’lek male bellow him. “Yes sir” he answered as he turned to his Vultan co-pilot and nodded motioning for them to go to hyperspace. Captain Ralu was a New Republic captain sent to Nagi by the New Republic. This trip through Chiss space did not bother him, what would bother him was the war between the Jedi Order and the Sith Empire. Luckily for the Jedi, the New Republic supports them although most of the senators still do not rely on how the Jedi help the galaxy.

The ship slowly drifted along the Csilla system. The planet Csilla was in view now and the two pilots were entering coordinates into the navacomputer. ''I see the Sith Empire has yet to expand their territory to the Unknown Regions. It is only a matter of time before they do.'' “Captain Miko, there seems to be an unknown ship headed towards us at high speed.” Durio’sice told Captain Ralu. “What is it? Is it New Republic? Imperial?” Miko asked the shifting Twi’lek, “None of them, Captain. No life readings are in it either. It seems to be sending some kind of droid language I can not recognize.” A robed Mirialan male approached the captain, “That is because it is a droid ship.” “Could it be from that someone is building droid ships trying to bring the Clone Wars back?”, Captain Ralu asked the Mirialan. His green eyelids suddenly covered his dark brown eyes as he seemed to be in a trans. “No, It is a droid ship of which I had never seen before,” his green skin paled as he told the captain that. “Then what is it?”, asked Miko to Jedi Master Bimo Finadoo. “I don’t know, but we must hurry into hyperspace before it attacks us” Finadoo told Captain Ralu. “You heard the Jedi, punch in those coordinates!” The two pilots began to work quickly as soon as they heard the order.

The small droid ship suddenly bolstered up and arrived to the Savior faster than anticipated. It engaged the Super Star Destroyer and not even the Jedi could anticipate its thoughts. The droid starfighter formed a laser-like fireball and shot it directly at the Executor-class Star Destroyer. The fireball slashed through the strong metal as if it was a leaf in on the forest planet Endor or the jungle planet and Sith capital, Dol Glorath. “Our shield generators are gone!” Durio’sice was seen leaning over the controls lifting and pressing whatever buttons and switches he could find. A second starfighter appeared and it sent out two cone shaped torpedoes at the Savior. This attack caused more damage to the ship for it had torn a hole in its metal body. The engines had suddenly stopped working and the Savior was suddenly pulled in by the gravity of Csilla.

“Brace yourselves! Durio’sice, turn the secondary engines on and reverse thrust!” Captain Ralu and Bimo Finadoo stood and raced to the controls to see what, if anything, they could do. The Jedi began to try to use the force to calm the ships momentum, but the ship was too heavy. The Savior was falling into the atmosphere of Csilla now, piercing through the air as a lightsaber blade pierces flesh. The droid starfighters had now continued to blast the ship causing more damage than before. “We have to alert Csilla!” The Vultan ran to the comm. System and tried to make contact. “Master Finadoo, the communication ray was vapped,” he told the Jedi. “Then may the force help us.”

The Savior came burning down the icy atmosphere as a giant metallic fireball. The blue sky of Csilla turned an orange glow from the reflection of the fire. The giant Star Destroyer crashed onto the surface with incredible speeds and then it finally crashed. It just so happened that the Chiss Ascendancy’s ships and military base was the location of the crash. The impact was deadly as it sent a giant shockwaves across the snowy surface. The explosion was seen from 900,000 kilometers from the crash site. The explosion caused the rest of the ships on the surface to explode by the force of the impact and the enormous amount of heat being sent off from the crash. The grenades, torpedoes, and detonators were still onboard the destroyed Savior and caused the explosion to widen up to 4,000 kilometers more than it originally was. The explosions were massive and even managed to reach some of the Chiss cities killing millions.

Imperial HoloNews 

“….And now with the Galactic news. A stunning event happened on the Chiss world of Csilla today. A large Executor-class Star Destroyer crashed onto the surface of Csilla directly on the Chiss Ascendancy’s military base destroying thousands of Chiss ships and killing millions. The shock and explosion reached all the way down to Csaplar and nearly destroyed the city. The Starship was presumably the Savior that carried many torpedoes, grenades, and detonators. Due to this acknowledgment, the Chiss concluded that the New Republic was responsible of this disaster. The Chiss took this attack from the New Republic as an act of War. The Chiss refuse to speak further on this matter for they are enraged. The Chiss have declared war on the New Republic and on any of their allies. If the Empire is to join in this conflict, remains to be seen.”

The blue holographic image suddenly disappeared from the holoprojector. Emperor Dracule sat calmly in his Krayt Dragon hide chair pondering about the news he had just heard. The doors that led to his chamber had suddenly opened and a large red skinned Zabrak had suddenly entered the room. “You called for me milord?” Darth Matas kneeled before the Emperor. Dracule’s dark red hand waved him up and the Sith/Human hybrid pointed towards the holoprojector. “You have heard of the attack on Csilla, have you not?” Matas’ black tattoos shifted as his red face scrunched up. “But, the New Republic made no attack on Csilla. It is obvious of that” Matas told Dracule. The hybrid’s eyes turned slowly to the Zabrak standing before him. “Yes, I know. We must get our revenge on the blasted Jedi once and for all. Our defeat on Yavin 4 was a disgrace to the Sith Empire. This is our opportunity to wipe the Jedi out, for good. The Chiss have declared War on the New Republic and the Jedi will defend the New Republic, so we must side with the Chiss and use them to help us destroy the Jedi. In the process, we may even gain control of the New Republic. The Chiss are excellent warriors and with Imperial and Chiss technology combined, we will destroy them.” Dracule’s eyes shined with greed and power as he stated that.

Coruscant

Grandmaster Jedi, Polo Hudorra, and the rest of the Jedi Council were in the Council Chambers watching the New Republic holonews. The silver walls of the chamber engulfed the Jedi’s essence and the viewing ports shone the warm, bright light of the sun. Many speeders zoomed past the Jedi Temple and the many buildings of Coruscant city, sparkled in the glittering sunlight.

“…..the Rylothean government is willing to compromise. And now with this Chiss crisis, A’Aky Ginwa. Although the Supreme Chancellor, Durn Zion, has tried to negotiate with the Chiss Ascendancy, his efforts have been in vain. The Chiss still proclaim war on the New Republic. And with a more startling motion, the Sith Empire has agreed with the Chiss to join them in this crisis. If not dealt with soon, this crisis could turn into a war and mean the end of the New Republic.” The blue image of the human female disappeared and the variant of Jedi were sitting in wonderment.

“This is disturbing,” human Jedi Council Member, Ado Rait, said, “The Sith have entered and joined with the Chiss. Interesting how quickly they formed an alliance with the Chiss after their defeat to us at Yavin 4. Dracule must have a plan of some sort.” “This is something I cannot believe,” Dawn was full shocked by the Chiss proclamation, being a Chiss himself, he would have never thought the Chiss would do something like what he had heard. “I also believe the Sith has something else planed, nothing they would tell to the non-Sith Imperials. We cannot capture one and question them, for they will have no knowledge of what we need to know, and the Sith will resist us,” Bothan Grandmaster Jedi, Polo Hudorra, sat in the larges half circle high chair and pondered on what he had heard, “We must be prepared, there is a larger plot in this than of what we have heard. There is a tremor in the force, and we must be aware of all.”

Sith Temple on Dol Glorath 

Darth Praxeum stood admiring the holos of the Invasion of Yavin 4. There were some interesting duels and tactics used in the invasion. Unfortunately, the Sith lost that day. The light of the Drexel sun shone through the small windows that covered the ceiling of the Temple. His cloak dragged along the ground as he walked to his meditation chamber where he was to envision what was to come. The near-human Prophet gracefully sat on the marble surface designed with Sith symbols and decorations. His black hair covered his Sith tattoo that rested upon his left cheek. His blue eyes covered by his eyelids as he searched and sensed through the force what was to happen. His mind was filled with vision and the force swirled strong with his Sith being. The vision came strong and powerful to Praxeum. It was as if he was hit with a Hutt head on and his face was screeching with pain. All Praxeum could do was call his High Prophet, Darth Vitious.

The Devaronian male quickly entered the room storming into the cries of Praxeum. “Milord, what is wrong?” Vitious asked Praxeum. Praxeum’s eyes suddenly opened to reveal his icy blue eyes. The red skinned Devaronian was wearing the traditional Prophet robes. His cloak was dark and his hood large enough to cover his dark scarlet colored horns, they were clean and sharpened. His left ear was weighed down by the gold earring that hung from his lobe, a traditional Devaronian custom. His large yellow eyes were filled for concern as Praxeum began to slowly rise. “I see a vision.”

“The former Emperor is gone and a new one shall become during a time of crisis and war. The Imperial capital will prevail and be defeated against the same opponent. The blue skinned fiends will be attacked by asteroids and creatures not seen for many years. A mechanical menace will cause two great enemies join to prevent their destruction. The galaxy will either prevail or be destroyed by the choice of …….” Praxeum suddenly collapse and was caught by Vitious before Praxeum reached the ground. It was obvious that the visions had tired Praxeum. The force had forced many visions into Praxeum’s head at once and his mind could not control it all. ''What could he be talking about? I will try to summon the same visions later ''Vitious thought as he carried Praxeum to the MedChambers to receive treatment from the Sith healers.

Chapter 2
71 ABY

Coruscant

Jedi Grandmaster Polo Hudorra walked within the glamorous Jedi Temple and headed towards the Council Chamber the Bothan knew so well. Once inside he peered onto his Council Members and noticed the variety of the Jedi. There were humans within the group and also non-humans. The bothan’s gray eyes shifted to his fellow Jedi as he was to report to the Jedi about this new Conflict. “We have been pulled into another war. The New Republic will not survive long if we do nothing to stop this incoming threat fast. As you know, the Sith Empire has allied themselves with the Chiss and now the New Republic will be fighting the Chiss, the Imperials, and the Sith. That is why the Jedi will enter the war with the New Republic and stop them before they manage to destroy the New Republic.” All the Jedi looked at the Bothan Grandmaster with thought and they peered upon each of their faces and nodded in agreement of what Polo had just said.

“” Wookiee Jedi Master Tyybarr growled at the many Council members. “Yes it is, but you must remember we are dealing with the Sith. As we have said in our last meeting, the Sith must have a plan behind this alliance with the Chiss. Master Hudorra, do we have any type of plan?” the human from New Alderaan, Ado Rait asked the Bothan. “The New Republic has already begun to prepare for the war. They are building ship and weapon reserves on the remote world of Dantooine.”

“We should send a few Jedi to Dantooine to oversee the safety and progress of the factories” a Falleen female suggested to the Bothan Grandmaster. “I agree,” Tyybarr spoke out to the rest of the Jedi. “Good and I know who to send as well”

Dracule 

Emperor Dracule lay within his bantha fur covers in his bed. Somehow, his life was shortening. Dracule was a Human/Sith hybrid that lived over past his prime. He has used the force to extend his life expectancy but now, it seems it is all withering away. His Dark red skin seems to be turning more Zeltron like everyday. He was sickened both physically and mentally. The weight of running the Sith Empire has begun to join with old age and has begun to take it’s toll on Dracule’s hybrid body. The Chiss War was going to become more stressful and force taken that it would seem all odds was against the Hurikanian Human/Sith hybrid. It would be difficult to continue to run the Empire in his current condition, but he would try to manage. Maybe I should temporarily give the Empire over to Matas The Zabrak was one of Dracule’s most trusted advisors, but Dracule did not give much power to his Councilmen. He was in total control over the Empire for now, as Darth Sidious had once done.

Dantooine 

The factory was manufacturing all the ships and weapons. The tall and enormous building covered quite a lot of the Dantooine plains. Droids were busily working on the machines to speed up the production of the ships. Three Jedi stood within the large factory monitoring the productions. “Why did the Council send us here?” a very young Human asked the other two Jedi. Aolthin Monostar nodded in disappointment of the nature of the question by Leon Sparrow. “Don’t question the Council young one. Although I too question why they would give us such a mission when we could be helping out in the war effort,” Aolthin told the young human. The Twi’lek female beside the two humans gave a loud sigh as she closely monitored an ASP-series droid carry ship parts to a conveyor belt. “Well, we have to obey them. Correct? So if the Council wants us here monitoring these droids, we should follow their Orders,” Amira, a beautiful Lethan Twi’lek female told the Jedi.

The three Jedi observed the droids assemble an X-wing spacefighter. Located in another part of the building, a beautiful human female watched, in secret, the Jedi observing the ships. She was strong force sensitive female, and a Sith. She had been using the Force to mask her presence from the Jedi that she had learned during her time with the Inquisitors. Her name was Black Star, and she was sent by Grand Inquisitor Tarna to spy on the Jedi. The Force had led her to the remote planet of Dantooine. Her black hair merged from where the shadows were and her light purple eyes observed the Jedi and as she had learned from her time with the Sith, the scum. As she hid herself in the shadows, a green R9-series droid wheeled itself closer to Star. The droid was curious to see the female hidden from the other organic beings in the factory. The droid slowly stood next to her and began to create a loud moaning sound. Star, thinking the droid would lead the Jedi to her position, used the force to tear the droids circuits from the inside. The small droid spun around and began to release smoke. This attracted Amira’s attention as she noted the strange droid, “Malfunctioning”. The Twi’lek’s coming Star was a bit surprised and hoped Amira had not sensed her presence.

The red skinned Twi’lek inspected the droid and turned to the other Jedi. Star, knowing she would find her, used the force to create a noise away from her. Amira quickly turned, her lekku swinging wildly and almost hitting Star. The Twi’lek walked towards where the sound, in her point of view, had come from. Star was relieved, but she had to report what she had found. She took out her holoprojector and signaled it to Dol Glorath, specifically Revziz. A silver haired human male appeared on the small projector. His dark robes were made to resemble the former ancient Sith Lord, Darth Revan. “I have tracked the Jedi to a large weapon and ship factory on the planet Dantooine. They seem to be creating extra weapons and artillery that the Chiss won’t expect,” Star told Tarna. “Excellent Star, you are proving to be my greatest Inquisitor so far. Return to Dol Glorath and await further orders,” Tarna happily told the Naboo female. “Master there are Jedi here, what do I do with them?” “They shall get what is coming to them by Lord Matas. Now return to Dol Glorath.”

Dol Gara

“There is a disturbance within the capital. Do you feel it? Something is wrong with our leader,” the human known as Avic among the Sith, told the beings with him in their Imperial-class speeder. The other four passengers within the speeder knew Avic was serious about this. Darth Matas, the Zabrak Commander of the Sith Empire, knew of this. He had sensed it when he was alone with Emperor Dracule. “He is old; he has been keeping himself alive through the force for thousands of years. Not everything lasts forever, even with the force.” “I have seen visions of Dracule gone from the Empire and it will come it will come at a point during the war,” Supreme Prophet Praxeum told the Sith. Darth Tarna spoke out without worry and hesitation, “But, what is wrong with him? Will he be able to continue as Emperor?” Matas searched in his memory for what he had heard Dracule say. “He is sick, and has sickness only hybrids with the now extinct Sith species can contract. He would use the force to detain it, but his force powers are withering away. His body cannot handle the strain of age that he used the force to expand.”

“Hmm, Dracule’s future is clouded and this is not the best time to discuss it. I am no Sith and am not a force sensitive, but even just a normal Imperial officer as I can know we should discuss more important matters.” The old human had hair as white as the snow on Hoth, and a wrinkled face caused by normal human old age. His black Imperial uniform told the galaxy of the Sith Empire. It was not like the Empire from Darth Sidious’ era,; it was different and made especially for non-Sith Imperials. It was not grey or a shade of green, but as black as a Dark Trooper’s armor. The cross and slash sign of the Sith Empire was woven into the smooth black cloth of the uniform. Somes Freylo, the non-Sith Imperial in the speeder with the other Sith sat comfortably speaking about the Chiss War. “I understand Lord Tarna has some news for us.”

Tarna spoke with a loud clear voice so all inside the speeder would understand, “Yes, as Vizier Freylo just said, I have information to tell you. Recently, I sent one of my Inquisitors, Star, to follow a group of Jedi that had suspiciously left Coruscant. She followed them to the remote planet of Dantooine in the Raioballo sector. There, she found a massive ship and weapons factory that seems to be producing extra ships and weapons to the New Republic. They may also be training residents to resist Imperial forces. We must bring this to Dracule.” Matas nodded as the rest of the beings in the speeder. “I will bring this to Emperor Dracule.” The speeder carefully flew through the Dol Gara skyscrapers and traffic, it seemed much like Coruscant.

Sith Temple in Dol Gara 

The door to the Emperor’s chamber opened quickly. A Zabrak female Sith entered the chamber and bowed before the Emperor. “Darth Cuerna, why do you disturb me?” Dracule boomed his voice as it traveled through the small corridor within his private chambers. The brown skinned Zabrak was merely startled for just a moment before she spoke. “The great Lord Matas wishes to speak to you, Emperor,” she said Matas’ name with a passion as if adoration controlled her voice. Dracule noticed this, but dismissed it. The Human/Sith hybrid knew it was important if Darth Matas wished to speak. “Yes, bring him in.,” Dracule commanded. The Emperor expected the Zabrak to appear before him, but instead received a red droid with glowing blue eyes and shiny plating with the Iridonian sign forged onto its back. It was Matas’ HK-222 model which was just called Maul. “STATEMENT: HK-222 is at your service Emperor. My master sent me here to transmit a holo to you.” The droid produced a large ray of light before Emperor Dracule. A hologram of Darth Matas appeared. His figure bowed before the Emperor. “Milord, I am sorry I could not give you this personally but I had pressing matters in Curna that had to keep me away. I bring news from the battlefront. Inquisitor Star has found a New Republic weapon, ship, and possibly a training factory on the far planet of Dantooine. We believe the New Republic is building extra weapons and ships that will surprise us and the Chiss. We must destroy the factory before it becomes a problem. Me and some how you would call them, Dirt Generals, were calculating the quantity of the weapons and ships of the factory and estimated about 500,000 built ships within two weeks.”

Dracule stood shaking, but remaining firm all at the same time. The disease had caused damage to him more than he thought and his normal confident smile was just a desolate smirk waiting to be reopened. “I see. I agree with you, we have to destroy the factory before they cause any damage. While you are destroying the factory, you can conquer the planet in the name of the Sith Empire. Those are your orders, leave me.” Dracule slowly and weakly walked back towards a door that was where his sleeping chambers were. The hologram of Darth Matas showed the Zabrak bow before the turning image of Dracule and walk away. HK-222 stayed behind and scanned the Emperor’s chambers.

Dantooine

The Supreme Chancellor of the New Republic, Durn Zion, sat safely inside the capital building of Dantooine. His fellow New Republic official stood closely next to Chancellor Zion. The Chancellor was being guarded by a Duinuogwuin Jedi, for his own protection. The senator of Dantooine, Jiko Reels, sat speaking to Chancellor Zion concerning the war. “Do not worry Senator Reels; Dantooine will come unharmed by the war. The planet is too remote for the Sith or Chiss to find any hints of secrecy here,” Chancellor Zion gently and confidently told the human senator. Senator Reels’ lips scrunched and his pale hand touched the rough, brown beard as an act of thought. “I believe you Chancellor Zion, but something does not make sense of your logic. Both the Sith and the Chiss are highly intelligent beings. They probably have spies watching all of your movements and anything in particular could lead them to the planet.” “If the Sith would have sent spies, the Jedi would have sensed them. Do not worry, Dantooine will be safe,” the chancellor assured the senator. Senator Reels’ green eyes suddenly shot up to meet Zion’s brown eyes, “But Chancellor, the Sith can also use the force and all of their non-Sith Imperials are trained to resist Jedi tricks. They could have tracked us here and we are unprepared to fight. The factory of ships and weapons you have built on our planet are not operational.” “Senator Reels, I assure you that no harm will come to your planet. Not from the empire or the Chiss.”

Curna

“Nice move, Twi’lek. Let me show you how it’s supposed to be done,” Reyna told Xianna Racor as they practiced their saber combat in one of the large training domes in Curna. Reyna’s red blade crashed with Xianna’s red blade. Reyna was not a normal Chiss female, but a Sith. Her family was considered a very high ranking among those who lived on Csilla. The red bladed lightsaber she held in her blue hands, matched her physical traits. The blade was the same color of the red eyes that all members of her species had. Reyna force jumped and did a graceful flip, landing behind the Twi’lek female and slashing to her. Xianna quickly brought her red saber behind her to block Reyna’s attack. “Not bad for a Chiss, I could have blocked that move when I was a Jedi,” the blue skinned Twi’lek brought her saber from behind her to her front side causing Reyna’s saber to be pushed out of her hands over Xianna. The Twi’lek caught the dropping saber and made a fast motion towards the Chiss’ neck. Suddenly the doors to the dome swung open startling both Sith.

Darth Matas walked into the dome with what seemed to be a vengeance towards the door. The Zabrak glared at the two females and motioned for them to rise and stand in attention. “Emperor Dracule has told us to go to Dantooine and to destroy the factory there. We are to also take the planet. General Reyna, prepare the Dark Troopers for battle.” “Yes Lord Matas,” Reyna told the Zabrak Commander as she turned towards Xianna telling her We’ll finish this later through the force. Xianna began to leave the dome when Matas stopped her. His red hand touched her soft yet firm blue hand. “Xianna, I know you are not of the Armed Force but of the Prophets. I have one assignment for you”.

“General Reyna, we are ready to board and ready for any other orders,” a Rodian Dark Trooper said. His black armor shining in the Drexel sun and his helmet made specifically for his species formed his obvious Rodian form. “This is good, inform Grand Admiral Avic that we are ready to go,” the Dark Trooper bowed towards the Chiss General and obeyed, “Yes, milady.” The Dark Trooper ran to a comm system and turned to a channel that would contact the Grand Admiral. Admiral Avic stood waiting within his tower in the Curna Territory of Cogdon. “Grand Admiral, this is Dark Trooper Deego reporting to announce that we are ready. General Reyna has ordered me to tell you that we are ready.” The Grand Admiral turned off his comm system and calmly walked towards the door. Finally, we will be able to crush the New Republic and take Dantooine, he thought as he got on his black speeder and took off towards Curna.

Star Destroyers everywhere, starfighters being boarded, artillery and weapons being taken from the jungle, that is what Avic saw when he arrived to the Curna starport. Thousands of black armored Dark Troopers were boarding the ships. They wore the Sith Imperial logo proudly on the back of their armor. The citizens of Curna merely watched in awe as the giant Super Star Destroyers began to take off towards space. Dol Gara could see the giant fleet taking off from Curna as they watched behind the orangey Drexel sunset and off into space. Avic smiled to himself as he though, The New Republic will bow before us.