Star Wars: The Rise of The Sith Lords

[Cadyren]

(Sorry it took me so long to post, I've been busy.)

The old Jedi was skilled, Cadyren couldn't deny it. He barely moved as Cadyren's twin blades came crashing down upon him, and managed tio parry every attack after that. Cadyren notieced the above average length and width of the saber, smirking for a moment at the thought of a member of a smaller spieces attempting to use the weapon. The smirk turned into a big, almost mad smile as he found that there were no weakness's in his opponents defense, which meant he had finally found an opponent worth fighting. Eventually he and his opponent wound up in a saber lock, pitting their strength against each other in an attempt to defeat the other. The Twi'lek's body was strong, but the old Jedi'd body was much stronger, and as he begsn to push harder Cadyren had to rely more and more on the force to stop himself from losing this contest of strength. Eventually Cadyren gave up on beating his opponent in this way, and allowed his blade to be knocked back so that the battle could continue.

Cadyren stepped back as his opponent drew into an Ataru opening stance, turning two nobs on each end of his saber to decrease the size of the blades. He then took a Soresu opening stance, it wasn't aa form he preffered to use in combat, however he assumed he mihgt need to use it against someone as skilled as the Jedi before him. As his opponent sprung into action Cadyren began to deflect the stronger duelists Lightsaber away from his body, nullifying his strength advantage. Not once did a red blade mee the larger green one head on, instead hitting it at an angle to redirect its course away from Cadyren.

As the fight continued Cadyren began to glance ofer to see how Azrael was doing against the Echani, and was surprised to see that another Jedi had joined the battle, Where did he come from? Cadyren thought as he watched Azrael take on both Echani's at once, managing to beat the boy but was still battling the girl. He listened as they debated on the superiority of their side of the Force, and Cadyren chuckled at the arguement. No side of the Force is stronger then the other, they are just different. However I do find most followers of the Light Side to be hypocrites, preaching peace and understanding, yet they seek to destroy every Dark Sider they see just because they follow a different path. Of course us Dark Siders are not without fault either, usually ignoring the more peaceful and possibly beneficial solution in favor of the more.... destructive one.

The last part was as much directed to himself as it was to Azrael, as they had both attempted to kill someone instead of trying to stop a battle from happening, him when he immeidetly tried to kill Azrael instead of trying to turn him into an ally to help him get to the Emperor, and Azrael when he tried to kill the jedi as soon as they walked into the room. He also hoped that his point about the Jedi's hypocrasy would show the Jedi's that they to had been fools, and that they would realise that the battle they now fought was pointless. Why don't we all stop fighting, I mean we all wish to destroy the Emperor don't we? Why should we kill each other when the five of us could team up and destroy the Emperor? I know where he is, and how many guards he has. I think the five of us could pull it off. I'm not asking any of you to trust me, heck I wouldn't be surpised if any of you attempted to strike me down once the fighting was over, but for now let's put aside our differences and fight our common enemy.

Cadyren said all of this as he fought the old Shistavanen, though he hoped that the old Jedi would stop attacking before he finished his speech. He meant most of what he had said. He was willing to work withthe Jedi to get rid of the emperor, however he only wanted them to fight his guards while he fought the Emerpor himself, as the Rule opf Two dictated. Then he would become the true Lord of the Sith and would be the new Emperor, and then hopefully he would be able to lead the galaxy into an era of prosperity and he would finally be willing to live out the rest of his life in his current vessel, knowing that he would be remembered as a hero who helped make the galaxy a better place. He wouldn't mind having the Jedi around if they realized that he didn't intend to be their enemy, but if they were fools and decided to kill him then he would destroy them all without mercy. If Azrael also realized he was being a fool he would take him as his apprentice, if not he would suffer the same fate as the Jedi.

[xavier]

He stopped to listen and agreed. He is right. The Emperor won't be destroy by not fighting him. In Age the Emperor is Immortal. In Life the Emperor is Weak. He put his Lightsaber away. If my Cousin can do it. Then so can I. He said. The Emperor rules the Galaxy through fear. We must destroy symbols of that fear. We will all go to the strongest points of Power and Destroy them. He turned and walked to his Starship.

[Triss-chan - ... KAWAII!]

Triss backed away from her opponent, performing an Ataru-style backflip, clearing a distance between them with ease, her opponent was attempting to use Juyo, which either meant he was a Master of Lightsaber combat, or a foolish man who attempted to overwhelm people with flashy, obvious moves and brute force, most probably the latter. She arranged herself in the prescribed defensive posture and was about to unleash her own assault when she heard her Master’s voice call out from directly behind her, and as she felt his massive presence touch her own mind and link them together as they faced themselves back-to-back against their opponents.

“Trisscar, NOW!”

In a singularity of motion she found one of her Master’s paws, grabbing the paw as best as she could by the wrist, she held her other hand about an inch or so away from the paw in anticipation just like they had practiced, as the aged Shistavenen reached deep within the Force in preparation for something mildly spectacular.

Sirius smashed his free paw in the ground, empowering it with the Force as the tendrils of existence burrowed themselves into the ground, seeking and searching. In the flicker of a moment they found what they were looking for, a fault in the land, the natural bridge of continents and plains, running directly through the centre of the stronghold, untouched and unmoved in eons, until now. They were no longer definable as ‘Master’ and ‘Apprentice’, they were now more then that, the very Force had woven their thoughts and souls into a single entity of cohesion and purpose, they were of two bodies, yet of one, singular melded mind as they bent the Force to their will and unleashed it immensity.

Using the sheer, raw power of the Force, along with their considerable combined skill, Siriuster Shak’erter and Trisscar Iblis shifted the entirety of a small continental plate 6 inches to the right, over ten thousand feet below the surface.

The effect upon the surface was something comparable to a massive nuclear attack. The earth seemed to rock and heave upwards and shake in an almighty fury as if the planet itself had risen up in outrage. Rock cracked, stone splinted and complete chaos reigned, the Earth split asunder, cracking like the surface of en egg, in some places revealing almighty chasms, in others boiling magma spewed to the surface, burning soldiers alive in their armor and melting metal to a slag.

The two ships which hand just landed suddenly found their landing platform collapse beneath them as the ancient surface of the planet gave way to a hidden network of one of the Twi’leki cities, where both ships were suddenly swallowed up and exploded in a furious explosion of destruction, the wave of annihilation continued, ripping open the underground roof of the city, and sending the armies of which had been battling over it pouring inwards in a rain of bodies, tanks and other forms of warfare, swallowed up by the darkness of Ryloth’s might.

There was, however, a consequence to bending this much primal, uncontrollable power, the physical engery backlash, but this was where Triss came in, as Sirius compressed the backlash and funnnled it through her, she used her own abilities to absorb the energy, transforming it back into the Force, the energy of which she gained she then funneled back into her Master, in turn increasing his own powers.

The floor buckled, rent with crack and shaking like a leaf, before it exploded out wards, as the pent up force of Ryloth could no longer be contained, as it shredded everything in its way, tearing up the walls, the floors, the ceilings, collapsing them like dominoes as the base quite literally imploded as Ryloth unleashed its fury and the ground buckled inwards. There was a cracking sound, the noise of something exploding as the bases power generator below up as it was crushed as the room around it crushed it to a stop, kicking up a massive cloud of dust and smoke as the machine flooded the base with its death-breath, a choking miasma of thick fumes which made it impossible to see for a few moments, until the dust and fumes settled.

The room had been torn apart, the walls were either flattened, structurally unstable, or generally rubble, the floor was ripped in half by the intense geological force which had been unleashed, and in the very centre of the room where the Jedi had stood, there was a crater about the size of a man’s head where Sirius had smashed the floor, a distinct reminder of just how strong he was, but both Jedi were gone, vanished in the chaos of destruction and their presence of the Force disguised by the en masse chaos in the Force caused by such an outburst of raw power, they had disappeared, as their mandate demanded.

Maybe they would be back, maybe not, but the former was most likely, they were the best after all, and this was not a cowards flight, more like a tactical withdrawal, combined artfully with that little bit of Fear factor to show just what they could do, the sort of trust and bond between them that no Sith could ever reach with their own Apprentice, not ever.

[xavier]

Reivax felt the earth shake. The landing platform was falling. The Knight was up and ready. You there! Jedi! Come with me, hurry! The Jedi ran as fast as he could dashing with the force to get there. They boarded the Ship and left. Plot a Course for Raxus Prime! They were already in Hyperspace in the matter of minutes. They were already in the scene of the fight still going on above the Surface. I thought this fight was over! The ship shook by one of the explosions. Apparently not!

Joran stood up. Whats going on?! The ship shook again. The Sith Lord answered him. We're in the Middle of a fight! We can't get to the Ship Yard until it's over. We are going to have to split up and go on each sector of the Imperial ships and destroy them!It's our only hope! The frieghter flew in a Imperial Hangar and it floated above the Ground with the Flight Door open. I'll take this Imperial Ship! In the mean time go on the next Imperial Ship and destroy that one! He jumped out and ran into the ship helping the Rebel Soldiers.

[Cadyren]

Cadyren could only watch as the Jedi used the Force to move the plates under the earth, causing massive destruction as caves were broken and lava spread through out the homes of the Twi'leks and throughout parts of the base as well. He was not surprised that they were capabe of using the Force to move something so large, he was surprised that they were willing to do so. He felt echo's in the force as the remaining Stromtroopers under his command were killed, and also as the Twi'leks who weren't capable of battle, like the woman and children, died as well. These Jedi call US evil, believe us monsters to be killed, yet the cause this pointless massacre of the people on this world. This galaxy don't need people like them in the world, I must destroy them.

Cadyren didn't move at all as he thought this, even though the cave he was in was about to collapse soon. He reached out wit hthe Force and stopped the lava flow and stopped the ground from shaking, his anger at the Jedi fueling his power so he could save what few survivors their were. He looked for the Jedi through the Force as well, trying to find them so he could crush them before they escaped the planet, but ended up finding that the Jedi and Azrael had attempted to leave the planet in search of Raxis Prime and were now fighting some of the Star Destroyers still in the sky. Fools, all of them. My age most be getting to me, to not realize that these people were useless to me, I will have to destroy the Emperor myself. The Jedi will pay for what they have done here, and Azrael will die to if he opposes me.

He walked to his ship, which fortunely hadn't been destroyed by the earthquake and left the planet, his small fighter invisible to all sensors, and also thanks to his power the Force as well. He was headed for Coruscant, to meet the Emperor to walk about what they should do next. He wouldn't kill the Emperor with so many strong Force Users against him, he would have to kill the Jedi first, and possibly Azrael. As he went into hyperspace he was already begining to think of what cruel deaths he would force upon the Jedi.

[xavier]

Reivax was running killing all Imperial Soldiers on board. He killed so many that he remembered when fighting mean't something. He cut his way through the Imperial soldiers giving the Rebels commands. He finally reached a to the Main Control Room. There was a Sith Warrior and one of the Emperor's Royal Guards Protecting it. He needed to turn the Ship's direction and crash it into the Raxus Prime Shipyard. The Guard wasn't that hard to defeat but the Sith Warrior was posed as a Major Threat. Reivax had again made a Double Bladed Lightsaber to defend himself against the Warrior. He reached into the Force making the Head of the Destroyer Detach from the Starship. He used the same Force to turn the Ship. He let the Warrior get stuck in a Pile of Rubble that was cutting off half of the Warrior's Body. He used the alarm to warn the Rebels of the Ship's change of Course. The Rebels were fast in evactuating leaving in TIE Fighters, X-Wings and Y-Wings. He headed for a Hangar and got in a TIE Bomber and headed for the Death Star. I'll show the Emperor that he is weak. The ability to torture doesn't make you powerful.

Joran was ready to board the Star Destroyer. He was in his Jedi Robes that were white and got ready to make a Jump. He needed to make a Big Jump because they wouldn't be able to get inside the Ship. He thought about what to do. He saw the other Star Destroyer already falling into Raxus Prime's surface. He was intense for a Moment but took a Giant Leap with the Help of the Force pushing the Frieghter back. He landed just in time to catch his breath. He ran helping the Rebels as a General. He killed every Imperial aboard but suddenly he felt the whole ship shake. A Republic Cruiser crashed into the Imperial Ship. Everyone except the Imperial who assumed were dead, evactuated. Joran needed to find the Admiral and the Dark Jedi from the Frieghter it was on his right waiting for him. He ran inside and the frieghter took off. They headed towards Hoth known to have a abandoned Military Base and shield Generator. I only hope we do this right.

[Triss-chan - ... KAWAII!]

“Master?”

No response

“Master?”

Still no response

“Master?”

Her patience was wearing a little thin by now, but at last she managed to illicit some form of response, a slight turn of his head in her direction.

“Yes?”

“Do you not think it is time to contact the Fleet?”

There was a pause.

“You are correct”

Sirius removed himself from his meditative seating position, drawing himself up to his full, imposing height as he activated his Ship’s encrypted long-range transmitter. The transmitter flickered, before it blazed into life as a blue figure appeared on the screen. Dressed in a grey admirals outfit, a flat, polish cap upon his head and the insignia of the Alliance Starbird in red sewn onto the top of his uniforms right and present again on the crest of his cap. His face was relaxed, calm and showed signs of worry, stress and veiled amusement, his hair, despite appeared blue because of the transmission, were actually a steely grey and he was well respected on all sides of the conflict, having fought gallantly in the Clone Wars before taking his retirement. After the Clone Wars ended, he had come out of Retirement when the Rebellion had sprung up, however he and his crew had been abhorred by the tactics used by the Empire, so they had deserted and joined the Rebellion, where they had eventually wound up under Sirius’s command, and they got on well together. He saluted formally as the connection solidified.

“Commander Sirius, we are in position and awaiting your orders for the jump to Lightspeed. Shall we engage the Fleets above Ryloth?”

Sirius seemed to mull this over, then he shook his head.

“Hold you position Admiral, then set a course for the Hoth system, we need to regroup and resupply. Rendezvous at Echo Base along with the remainder of the Fleet. It seems we need to revaluate our Tactics.”

The Admiral gave another salute as the connection terminated, Sirius breathed a heavy sigh as he sat himself down at the control his personal Transport, activating the Hyperdrive as the stars around the viewport elongated and vanished in a tunnel of light. Setting the auto-pilot on, he left Triss at the ships helm and retreated into his personal meditation chamber, a Sphere of metal engraved with artwork and engravings and carvings in an elaborate fashion. It was design to isolate him from all forms of distraction, both mental and physical. He seated himself in the same position he had been in before hand in the Cockpit, legs crossed, paws placed relaxedly on the knees, his expression one of oneness and calm as the ship banked a little to the left as it set a course for Hoth.

-

The weather was, as it always was, freezing, although to Sirius personally that had never been a bother, the layers of thick, matted, silver fur which covered his body protected him from all but the worst chills, but the light robes colored white he wore helped to keep the snow out of his fur, as well as provide a little camouflage. Beside him, Triss was dressed in a similar way, except that her robes were much, much thicker, because humanoids had issues with the cold, but the weather hadn’t bothered her for a long time, mainly because of her rigorous training. The snow storm was massive, and had been there for about a year, well … it wasn’t 100% natural to say the least, Sirius had coaxed the storm gently and nurtured it in the same way you would a child, right up until the point where it would become a fully-functioning blizzard in a moments notice, an unstoppable force of nature, the perfect storm. It had a dual-purpose, not only did it conceal the base itself, but it was a last-resort weapon, which might actually prove to be very useful, considering the fact that it would be nearly impossible to land, let alone fly in those sorts of conditions, which would mean he could pin down a large portion of any invading force with ease and whenever he wanted to.

He relaxed, as he finished checking over the storms progress, fortifying it in places and gently coaxing its winds here and there to make sure it was still contained, with a sudden shifting off his body, he marched stoically through the howling winds back into the shelter of the base, Triss following him patiently as the heavy doors sealed themselves behind them.

Echo Base, the Rebel Alliance’s Stronghold, although everyone, including the Empire, thought it was abandoned, indeed only a handful of people knew it was now occupied, and they were all now present. After the Deaths of Master Kota, Bail Organa and the others Leaders of the Rebellion upon the Death Star at the hands of the Emperor, Sirius and several others had had to step into the gaps which their deaths had left. Sirius had inherited the remnants of Kota’s Militia as well as several other smaller units from both defected Navy and old Armed forces and militia, of whom he had welded into a cohesive fighting force under his own, personal banner. Echo Base was their centre of operations, and its defenses had been long in the making, it was almost impregnable, even from orbital bombardment, the impossibly thick ice providing a sizeable degree of protection from orbital turbo-laser fire.

The Base was alive with activity, as the Rebellion gathered itself for a council of war. The Shield Generator had been active for days, and the Base was on high alert, there was no possible way for anyone to get in whatsoever, Sirius had personally made sure of it, and with the Alliance Fleet in orbit, there was very little chance of any form of attack from Space, thus Echo Base was the perfect place to hold a Council of War.

Sirius and Triss strode through the base with a sense of relaxed passivity, and the soldiers, technicians and general staff quite literally melted out of their path, everyone knew who they were, what they were didn’t matter, the pair of them were beacons of hope in the ever growing darkness of the Empire and the Sith, and that afforded them earned respect to say the least.

[xavier]

Reivax had been hearing many noises. Either it was factory workers, the test beam going off, or the stormtroopers in the Barracks. The Death Star was unfinished as it was being built. He couldn't stop thinking about what to do. He ran and killed every storm trooper in sight. This doesn't feel right. The more I go the more power of the Emperor I feel. He cant be that powerful. Unless there is someone with him... It didnt matter he still needed to fulfill his destiny. I dont know if the Master is still in league with the Emperor. For all I know it could be a trap. But it's best I try. He found Prisoners who appeared to be Rodians, Wookies, Twi'leks, and Rebel Soldiers. To his knowledge he would protect his Prisoners no matter the cost. He guessed the Emperor wasn't really smart. He unlocked the gates and asked a soldier if they knew the Way to get off the Death Star. Maybe I should wait until the Master is here. He was lead to a Ship Yard full of Star Crafts and Transports. They stole a Personal Transport and got off the Death Star and left. He made a contact to Kamino. Taun We. I hope that all goes well? She responded to him. Yes we have your Shipment of Clones ready. When do you want them? He was satisfied. Good. Program them to serve the Rebels for the time being. When I contact you later notify all of them to serve in my Master's army. She cut the transmission and Reivax got back to work. He set course for Hoth since thats where the Admiral contacted him to be.

The Planet was cold. He saw the Frieghter and landed beside it. He got off the SHip with his new allies. The Admiral and Reivax talked alone while the Jedi and the others got to know each other. The Admiral and Reivax talked about the Clones, and the New Emperor and how to run the Army. Well we just need my Master's guidance. His spirit has given me most of my strength. Now you go to the Echo Base while I stay here. The Admiral bowed and left. He meditated waiting for a response.

[Cadyren]

Cadyren stood before his master, the true Dark Lord of the Sith and the ruler of the galaxy.... for now. They were discussing what they should do about the Dark Jedi that was trying to destroy the Empire, the Rebelion that he seemed to be helping, and more importantly the old Jedi, who was obviously strong in the Force, as was his accomplice. They were still unsure wheither or not they were as powerful as Cadyren or the Emperor, but they would soon find out. The Emperor's spies were looking for them, and hopefully would find them soon enough.

For now Cadyren was to find and destroy the Rebellion, and the Dark Jedi if he couldn't be turned to their cause. It seemed that the boy had attacked a space station that was under construction, it was a small insignificant one, and could easily be replaced, but it seemed that he had stolen one of the ships and headed to Hoth, a remote desolate world that had been discovered recently.Your mission, my apprentice, is to travel to Hoth and destroy this fool. You must show no mercy and destroy all who get in your way. I know of what you tried to do on Ryloth, attempting to take him as your apprentice, do not try to do so again, or I will destroy you both.

Yes my master. Cadyren said, a smile on his face as he turned and walked back to his ship. He knew that his masters threat was an idle one, as Cadyren's power nearly ecplised his masters, if it already hadn't. Soon he would make his move, and he would kill the Emperor and take his place as the ruler of the Galaxy. The boy probably has that army of his with him, I will show him that his so called Infinite army is nothing compared to the marital might of the Empire.

Cadyren entered his ship and flew into the hangar bay of his super Star Destroyer, Cadyren had not named the ship himself but the crew had named it the Death Bringer because it was more powerful then most capital ships, and had proved so in many battles. Along with his capital ship seven other Star Destroyers also went into hyperspace, following the signal of the ship the young boy had taken whenhe had elf tthe space station.

As they left hyperspace Cadyren looked at the frozen planet from the control bridge, waiting for one of the crewman to trace the location of the ship to exactly what part of the planet it was on. Once it was found Cadyren was surprised to find that their were almost no other ships on the planet picking up o nthe ships sensors, though Cadyren could sense much activity on the planet, and also presence of multiple Force users, one of them being the boy of course but he thought he could maybe sense the two Jedi as well, though he was unsure as to their exact location.

Cadyren thought for a moment, wheither or not he should kill the boy or not. The boy could be a useful tool by helping him kill the Jedi, but once Cadyren became the new Emperor he might cause more problems then he fixed. I could use him until i kill the Emperor, then toss him to the side if he isn't a suitable apprentice.

He reached out for the Force and into the boy's mind, sending him a telepathic message. I'm about to fire upon your location, I suggest you find somewhere to hide until the bombardment stops then when I come down on my ship to check to see if you are dead I want you to sneak onto my ship. make sure no one finds you or I will be forced to kill you. Understand?

Cadyren hoped the boy would listen to him, if the emperor found out he wasn't going to kill the boy he would be fored to fight the Emperor on his turns, instead of his own. Fire upon the ships location, I want those ships reduced to dust.

His Super Star Destroyer began to fire upon the ships, destroying them in seconds if they didn't get their shields up in time, if so then it would take a few more moments for Cadyren's ship to destroy them. As this happened Cadyren began to search for the two Jedi that he believed to be on the planet, but there was a storm generated by the Force on the planet, and he was unable to find their exact location. Captain, I want you to send some probes onto the planet, somethings not right here. Tell the other Star Destroyers to suround the planet so no one can leave or enter this place, and be ready for anything.

[Triss-chan - ... KAWAII!]

The Council of War had broken up when Sirius's comlink gently pulsated in his ear, he touched it gently, awaiting a response. It was garbled and chattered with static, filed with the noises of battle and heavy turbolasers smashing heavily into shields

"Commander fzzzzzz, we are under atta-fzzzzzz ... repeat we are fzzzzz under attack, request permission to fzzzzzzzz abort?"


The Admiral's voice sounded strained, a little calm panic showing, he was a trained officer, but battle always did that to people, no matter how much training or experience they had.

“Excellent work Admiral, the Empire has acted as according to plan, permission granted, execute Attack Plan Sigma and fall back to the reserve outpost.”

“Yes Sir!”

300,000 feet above the planets surface, a handful of Heavy Frigates and Destroyers fired a last volley, before another ship appeared out of hyperspace. It was an old Corellian Frigate, which had been patched up for just this purpose, and it exited hyperspace less then a quarter of a mile mile from the huge Super Star Destroyer, barely slowing down in time to prevent itself from smashing straight into it shields as the small Imperial fleet began to break up to surround the Planet … to their most unfortunate luck.

(Thank you Serenity … lol)

There was a momentary pause … then the area behind it seemed to erupt as a large mass of … something burst out of hyperspace behind it. To be specific it was metal, scrap metal, tons and tons of scrap metal, old starships, derelict cruisers, even an old star destroyer, and hundred of thousands of tiny pieces of metal shrapnel. The ship itself continues until it smashed into the Super Star Destroyers shields, exploding as the explosives within it detonated with a massive concussion. The mass of metal did not even slow, it smashed into the Star Destoryer’s shields, exploding and smashing like a hail of death and a rain of fire, until the shields broke. Like spray from a shotgun, the metal collided into the Imperial Flagship, tearing and renting deep gashes into the ships hull. This effect was similar to what was happening all around, as the shields of the other ships were overwhelmed by the sheer mass and number of metal, the old star destroyer tumbled through space until it smashed into a more up to date model, slicing the bridge in half before it exploded in a violent fashion, renting the ship it two.

Leaving Chaos in their wake, the few remaining ships which had survived the Super Star Destroyer barrage fled into Hyperspace, scattering into a dozen different locations across the Galaxy as they had planned, leaving a cloud of well-planned destruction in their wake. The amount of damage inflicted was crippling.

On the Surface, Sirius watched the fireworks in Orbit as he cleared a small hole in his storm for himself to watch, a good distance from the base, watching the battle. There was a flickering sensation across the sky as the Bases Shield deployed itself, covering the entirety of the base and able to protect it defenders from any form of Orbital Bombardment, it was part of the Plan, bring the enemy to them, that way they had the ‘home turf’ advantage so to speak.

There was another beeping form his comlink, but this one went straight through to conversation, which meant that it was Triss.

“Master, the Ion Cannons are prepared for firing, the evacuation protocols are being applied, all non-essential personal are being evacuated as we speak and the Defensive Perimeters are being manned. We await you orders”

Sirius tapped the reply button, voicing his own military opinions allowed, the Shistavanen was a seasoned General, and was well versed in warfare, but he really only had two objectives at the moment: Defend and Destroy.

“Good, spread your defense around the Main Hanger in three wide rings. That should give your forces enough of a firing range. Position the heavier guns closer to the Hanger Doors and mobilize Grey and Yellow Squadron’s to give you some aerial support”

“As you wish Master, it shall be done, Trisscar out!”

The comlink hummed once then the connection cut out as Sirius closed the gap in his Storm, retreating back into the Base. Weaving his way through a network of back passages and corridors through the base, passing several heavily defended positions, he stopped as he was confronted with a familiar face.

Confronting him, still dressed in his old Phase I Clone Amor and carrying a nasty looking rifle over his shoulder, was Commander Blitz. Blitz, along with the entirety of the 801st Elite Assault Corps had been assigned to Sirius during the Clone Wars, yet another piece of History, and they had fought and won a number of battles together, including a nasty little scrap on Felucia which had almost gotten them both eaten by a Sarlacc. When Order 66 went out, the 801st had, to a man, deserted, taking a large portion of their supplies and Heavy equipment with them as well as two Acclamator I-class cruisers and three Acclamator II-class Cruisers, quite literally vanishing along with their Jedi General into the vast reaches of the Galaxy. Sirius had merged them with his own Forces after he joined the Rebellion. They were the Elite, the best, and it was said that only the 501st could perhaps matched them for skill and ferocity, but not for loyalty. Again, to a man they were Sirius’s men, more so then any other form of Army, which would blindly follows it commanders, they were disobedient, a little unruly and generally vicious in a fight, but that was why the had gotten along so well and many of the Sirius had personally trained himself. They were the last line of defense, but as was mentioned before, they were the best, and thus that was why they were last.

The, to use his official if retired, rank of Clone marshal Commander came to attention as Sirius approached, removing his helmet, he saluted smartly.

“Commander Sirius Sir!” He said formally, then he relaxed, looking a combination of smug and rebellious. “You’re late”

Sirius gave a chuckle and returned the salute informally, crossing his arms in an expression of mock seriousness, around the pair of them, the Troops had paused and were watching this slightly comedic exchange between the two of them with a gossips interest.

“Oh really Commander Blitz, last time I checked it was you who arrived late”

“As if, me and my Boys always arrive on time when there’s a fight to be had, isn’t that right Lads?”

There was a combined cheer as the surrounds Clones gave a small cry of enthusiastic response, Bltiz gave mock grin of victory and raised his arms slightly in triumph.

“Oh really, well if memory serves it was you who was two hours late on Cato Nemodia”

There was a combined groan of sheer annoyance, light-hearted annoyance mind you. Most of them were trying to put that out of their minds. To be frank about it, they had been late, 4 hours late, to a conflict which had left Sirius and Triss waist deep in droid parts after their small raiding party had come up against a MASSIVE force of Droid. It was only after their reinforcement arrived were the jedi, the only survivors, at last able to actually carry the victory, but Sirius was never going to let Blitz forget that fact.

Blitz’s face looks mildly exasperated and rather cosmetically angry

“That wasn’t OUR fault, that was the Sepies, THEY’RE the ones who set up that massive defensive Fleet, not me”

“Of course, of course, but then you were the one who lead the charge head on, reeling like a drunken Bantha might I add?”

“Hey hey, its not my fault that can’t command space ships, I’m a Solider not an Admiral. I was trained for warfare, not flying”

There was a murmur of sympathy which rippled around the room, before petering out as Sirius responded.

“Yes I’m sure … but that didn’t mean that you had to actually attempt to fly the ship yourself”

The sympathy turned into titters of laughter, and Blitz’s expression steadily grew more and more red, until he calmly placed his helmet and rifle on the floor, cracked his knuckles, and ineffectively tried to punch Sirius in the chest.

Sirius didn’t even more, with a single motion of his paw he flicked Bltiz in the chest, in a similar to way how you might flick a marble across a surface. There was a slight woosh! as the breath was knocked from Blitz’s lungs and he was knocked onto his back, where he lay breathing heavily. Sirius watched for a moment, the atmosphere in the room was tense, expectant, were Sirius Vader, or any of his successors, Blitz would have been throttled by now for even attempting such an act, but Sirius was not Vader, he ruled by Cooperation rather then Fear, in a single gesture which indicated that, he held out his massive paw in a peace gesture, offering it to the Commander kindly.

Blitz seemed almost to glare at him for a moment … then he laughed, clasping hands with his towering friends as Sirius pulled him to his feet, where the Commander grinned at him roguishly.

“You still as fast as ever you old wolf” He said jokingly, grinning as he adjusted his breastplate back into its original position, Sirius grinned back.

“Of course, I just hope your age doesn’t totally overwhelm you when the fight comes around” He said with about as much sense of humor as a dry stick. Both old soldiers clasped hands again firmly, before they parted ways, firmer friends then before, as the Soldiers gave a collective cheer as their Commander rejoined them, of who they had half expected to be in two pieces by now, as the aged Clone was clasped on the back several times by his troops, both in relief, and to boost his own personal morale, but Sirius knew that it would make his men fight all the more harder, now that they knew that Sirius was practically invincible, and as stubborn as ever, and that fact would keep them fighting long after a retreat had been sounded. That was loyalty you couldn’t buy, only earn, through years of battle.

Sirius relaxed visibly as he vanished away from all forms of personal. Retreating deep into the rearmost catacombs of Echo Base. He emerged into a cavern, carved using the Force out of the natural ice itself into a smooth sphere, with a single natural bridge of ice stretching out onto a small platform, upon which he now sat, calming himself and opening himself up to the ravening Force as he began to instill the Defenders with the almost lost art of Battle Meditation, but this was no ordinary Battle Meditation, this was what you might call his won blend, so much more powerful then that of either the Light or the Darkness, more like a grey mixture of the two of which he had spent years perfecting and was unique to him and him alone, as his troops were gently instilled with the Force, on such a level that they would not notice, but it would aid them. It increased their moral, made them fight harder, faster, stronger, not just mentally, but physically as well, and at the same time stripped their enemies of their will to fight and filled their minds with doubt and fear and dread at turning that next corner and finding another wall of resistance, or a set of mines or whatever else in the form of booby traps which Siris’s men had littered the Base with. In other words, Echo Base was now nothing more then a strategic Death Trap, with a singularity of purpose, and two specific targets in mind.

As Sirius settled himself deeper into his meditations, he could hear the massive hum of the Base's generators, and the high pitched wine of its Gravity-Well Generator powering up. Now that the Imperials were here, they needed to be kept here, and with all form of Imperial communication being jammed, they were effectively isolated. Now they would be forced into making a direct ground assault on the Base. This was where things would get ... interesting, as the only way which they would be bale to disable any of the Base's defences would be to go straight through him.

[xavier]

He had heard the Master's message and went deeper into the Bunker. He fled into a place where no one would ever find him. When the bombardment began he felt the earth shake. The ceiling held so Reivax didn't need to Worry. But moments later he felt a disturbance. Something was wrong. He used his arm computer to let his armor turn on Stealth. He remember a way through the Tunnels and got to Echo Base. He noticed Traps all over the Place. He wouldn't go further to get tricked into one. He returned to his hiding place and contacted the Master through the Force. There are several Traps in their Base. If you are sending soldier's down make sure they have Demolition Soldiers with them. I'll try using my Stealth Armor to get through your Ship. He heard voices only to see Rebel Soldiers. He used the Armor to its full fuction. Everything he saw that had heat was red. He was Invsible. He couldn't be seen. He could now use his voice changer and make various noises. He made a sound that sounded like a Growl mixed with a tounge flapping. He could sense the fear of them when he saw them fire at random places. He noticed there were six of them. They wont last very long. He pulled first one up while the rest weren't looking hearing sceaming now even more scared. He made the same noise making it even bigger. He used the shoulder blasters and targeted two soldiers. Once he had a perfect aim he would shoot. He got a good aim and was able to blow up their heads. He made a Roaring noise of a Wampa. The soldiers looked to the entrance of the Cave but they didn't see anything. When he stopped the roar was continueing but not from him.

[Cadyren]

(Het Triss, whats so special about your characters Battle Meditation? It just seems like one of the more advanced forms of it.)

Cadyren watched as the ships were utterly obliviated by the Super Star Destroyer, smiling to himself at how effective the ship was. He could sense the boy had survived the explosions, which meant that he could listen, which was good, and that he didn't fancy hismelf an invinsible god. He would be a great weapon to use against the Jedi once he found their exact location on this desolate planet, as he wanted to see the looks on the Jedi's faces as their life was drained from their bodies, instead of bombarding them to death from hundreds of miles above the planets surface. Once that was done he would go to the Emperor and kill him, taking his place as the Dark Lord of the Sith, and once he was the Sith Lord he might take the boy as his apprentice, but Cadyren was still unsure if it would be the wise decision.

His thoughts were interuppted when alarms began to sound and blaster fire was shot at the fleet of Star Destroyers. Captain, how is it that all these ships managed to avoid detection on our sensors? Cadyren said, his annoyance visible on his face.

I'm not sure my Lord, however I do believe we will be able to take out the ships with no problem, these Rebel scum are no match for this ship. The Captain rsponded, saluting the Sith as he informed him on the situation, his voice professional and showing no signs of the fear that he felt right then. He was sure that this Sith would be like Dart Vader and kill people for their incompitence.

Cadyren, even though he had to told Reivax that he did treat incompitance the same as Vader, really just found it rather annoying and would occationally demote someone if they acted to stupidly. The Captain before him was not to blame anyway, whoever was in charge of the sensors was and would probably be sent to another ship for his failure, someone who couldn't find a handfull of frigates and Destroyers didn't need to be on Cadyren's ship. Someone inform the other Star Destroyers to continue to create a blockade around the planet, we'll take care of the other ships.

As the Comms officer relayed the message Cadyren felt a disturbance in the Force, as though something bad was about to happen. He was unsure of what the danger was for a moment, but as he reached out his senses he soon found what was going to happen. Captain, I want you to divert all uneeded power to the shield Generators, and prepare to fire the blaster cannons uppward.

But Why?....I mean yes my Lord, immedietely. the Captain said as he stared at the Sith Lord, confused as to why he wanted to do such a thing. There was currently no need to increase the Shield Generators power as it was more then sufficient to stop the ships they were fighting and their was no enemy craft above them.

Then all the sudden another ship came out from Hyperspace, right above the ship. Cadyren wondered just how much time it had taken to calculate such a precise jump, it must have been difficult considering the amount of tie they had to do it in, unless of course the Jedi Master had the ability to see into the future with such great detsail that he knew where they would need to jump and everything, which would make fighting the Jedi much harder for Cadyren. Cadyren woindered why their was even any need for the ship to jump that close to Cadyren's ship, all it did was make it an easier target.

Then the trash came out of hyperspace, and began to fly toward the ship. The blaster managed to take out some of the trash, sometimes causing chain reactions that destroyed large clusters in one shot, but unfortunetly their was just to much and eventually the shields were taken down. One of the Star destroyers that had forsaken its orders in an attempt to save the Super Star Destroyer had flown right into the trash mound and was cut in half by an older model. Chaos erupted on the bridge as people began to think that they all were going to die, that this was the end of their lives. Cadyren just sat in his seat, finding these people pathetic, the second things started looking bad they were all screwed? That wasn;t a very logical assumption, especially considering the fact that the hull had yet to be breached and the enemy ships were actually leaving, meaning they probably didn't expect for the large ship to be destroyed either.

The Captain soon realised this as well, much to Cadyren's relief as he was starting to worry his crew was a bunch of cowards, and began to bark orders to his men, eventually having them spin the ship so that the damage was more wide spread instead of focused on the top of the ship. Once the trash was all gone the ship had a few minor and one or two major hull breaches, but she would be fine. Alright, it seems that the Rebels are on this planet, have any of the other Star Destroyers found them yet?

All of the crew members looked at Cadyren strangely, wondering how it was that he could be so calm when seconds ago their lives were in danger. Um no sir, they have yet to find the Rebels yet. However their was a large power surge on the planet and we believe that it might be a hidden base.

Cadyren nodded, Oh really? Cadyren asked with sarcasm filling his voice, Send down our forces, and be careful, we've seen already that these Rebels are resourceful, we can't let them catch us off guard again.

With that the cargo doors were opened on the bottom of the ship and large carriers began to desend upong the planet, carrying thousnads of troops as wel las vehicles like AT-STs and AT-ATs. Cadyren would eventualy join the battle himself, but for now he would use his Battle Meditation to aide his men as they fought.

[xavier]

There was a rumbling in the Cave. What could be on Hoth thats bigger than a Wampa? Reivax thought. He saw the Rebels Soldiers backing away looking up as if they were about to run. A Blue Head with Crimson eyes and a spikey crest came from the Entrance. A Krayt Dragon?! How?! After the Dragon's head passed by he looked towards the entrance. The Buker was destroyed. Well... Fair Enough He used his Beast Force Power to become an Ally with the Krayt Dragon. He jumped onto it's back and made it back out of the Cave. He saw Imperial Forces landing in a Grand Army. He kept on his Stealth Fuhction so no one would see him. I sure hope he knows what he's doing

[Triss-chan - ... KAWAII!]

(I was thinking of something which was a hybrid of really Advanced Battle Meditation and Sith Battle Coordianation … and maybe a few other little bits and pieces thrown in to experiment with and some Dark Side power as well, something personal which Sirius is experimenting with, so its more of a Grey Batle Meditation then either light of Dark, which technically oculd make it ore powerful since it has elements of both … just a personal opinion though lol)

(On another note …. A Krayt Dragon … on HOTH? … last I checked Krayt dragons lived on ONLY Tatooince, because they were adapted to live in the Heat …. Not the freezing ice and snow of Hoth … broken illogicality much?)

The room around her was a hive of activity and to be honest it should have been. This was the heart of Echo Base, its Command Centre, from here you could probably see anything that happened in Echo Base and a good deal of what happened outside of it as well. Triss stood in the centre of this chaos, irradiating peace in a surge of panic.

“Commander Trisscar?”

Triss allowed a moment of raw silence before she responded, it was something she had picked up from Sirius and she had found it very … interesting. Switching her gaze from the viewscreen from which she had been viewing the last of the Fleet’s retreat, turning her gaze upon one of the officers present. He salute formally, then began his report.

“Ma’am, Attack Plan Sigma was a minor success, the Imperials have begun deploying their landing forces. What are your orders?”

“Excellent news Commander, begin deploying our Force and give the Planetary Ion Cannons their targets, take down as many transports before they land and give Grey and Yellow Squadrons the Green Light, then prepare for Ground Assault”

“Yes Ma’am!”

He threw another smart salute and then immediately began issuing orders to those around him, as Triss crossed the room and tapped one of the Comunicators on the shoulder.

“Give the command for the Evacuation of all non-essential and Combat Ready staff to Cavern 4 in preparation for Planetary Escape”

The Communicator nodded, then began relay the message throughout the Station, as the Rebel Alliance prepared for their withdrawal, however, first they were going to bleed the Imperials dry, just to show them that this wasn’t a cowards flight, this was a tactical retreat, and Trisscar didn’t need a Calculator to tell them how much it was going to cost them to take this Base.

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“Stand by … Ion Control, you have permission to attack the Transports, Fire at Will!”

By definition, an Ion Cannon is designed to cripple enemy ships, generally by pretty much short circuiting or outright disabling them by interfering with anything electrical or that had a computer inside it. Now in Space these effect can be dangerous, when landing on a planet however, they are deadly, since in Space there is no Gravity, whereas on a Planet, you get dragged down as soon as the engines cut out.

Apart from its 4 Planetary Ion Cannons concealed around the planet in various hidden locations, Echo Base had an array of other defenses, among them more then a dozen, extremely powerful, ion cannons stolen off a Star Destroyer, and with that command they began to regally pick off the Imperial landing transports with computerized ease, before letting Gravity to the rest.

The effect was catastrophic, tactically brilliant and generally caused monumental havoc, since its very hard to disembark when its raining metal, but more importantly, it brought Triss more time to array her defenses. Sirius had given her a comprehensive, and at one point, first-hand, guide to strategy, warfare and the like, so she knew roughly what she was doing, Sirius might have found a few flaws but apart from that she was rather good at the whole ‘General’ thing, however she still preferred to be on the front lines.

She watched as the blue lights of Ion Cannonfire streak through the sky, picking off another few transports and sending them tumbling out of control into the snow. Triss could feel conflicting presence in the Force, Dark Miasma and Elusive Grey gently forcing each other backward and forwards, it was interesting to feel, two Masters of Battle Meditation gently trying to woo and subdue and enhance at the same time, it would make this battle much more exciting. She raised her Electrobinoculars to her eyes, panning them out against the snow as she could see the trails of black smoke in the distance from were several dozen transports at least had crashed into the snow, some of them exploding violently, others just lying their, innate and cold. However there was too many of them landing at once for the Alliance to be able to shoot them all down and from her slight elevation she could see the Imperials gearing themselves for assault, fortunately however, there were no AT-AT walkers among them as of yet, they were the Ion Cannons priority target and most if not all had been sent on the plummet, where they had been rendered inoperable due to the crippling gravitational plummet they had taken.

Lowering the Electrobinoculars, she felt the wind change slightly, as the storm began to bear away from the base, the air shifted its patterns and began to blow against the landing Imperials like a huge gale, sending tons of snow in their direction, even the elements were on their side it seemed.

Around her, the Rebel forces tense slightly, as Gunners ran their final weapon checks along the various array of turrets which lined the deep trench perimeter, whilst her soldiers began to line themselves into the outer trenches and Heavy Weapon teams began to deploy, setting up their various large, heavy and generally nasty looking guns, the Imperials were in for a very … vicious little battle, to say the very, very least, and for some reason that fact made her feel … contented to say the least, after all she WAS Echani, and fighting was in her blood, therefore, a fight on this scale was more then enough to make her tingle a little with anticipation.

[Cadyren]

Many of the ships were hit with Ion canons before they got to the ground, and plummeted to their death. Cadyren could feel each and every death as it happened, and used the pain and suffering caused form it to make himself stronger. He sued this power to fuel his troops and get them to attack the base, using a comlink on his bridge to order his Platoon leaders were he needed his squads to go. He had many of them go to the Ion Cannons, and others to the Shield Generators, so that the other Star Destroyers would eventually be able to join the battle with their turbolasers and their own armies.

He knew that many of his men would die if they didn't find some major advantage over the Rebels, and he soon found one in form of the young boy and the.........Krayt Dragon? He was about to inquire as to how the beast could have arrived, oreven lived on the planet but instead decided that it didn't matter. Boy I need you to destroy the Shield Generators. I'll order my men on the ground to move to other targets and you move in to take it out. I don't care how you do it just mamke sure no one suspects a Force Adept did it, I can't let anyone find out that you are still alive understand? Said through Telepathy, as he was still on the Ship's bridge in his command chair, his message was fast, as though he was forced to talk very quickly. He had to, diverting to much attention from his Battle Meditation woud result in the Jedi Master gaining a foot hold over him in their battle to control the morale of the troops on the ground.

[xavier]

Reivax listened as he should have. There was only one problem. How would he destroy the shield generator without using the Force? It was a difficult question for him. He soon remembered that before he killed Vader. He had been rebuilt by him when he was taken out from the Carbonite Slate on Bespin. Vader gave him the Weapons of a Soldier. Mines were the perfect thing to use.

There was another problem. How would he get past the Guards and not be detected by that Echani Girl? He would have to finalize the results and wait for a feed back. For now he had a mission to do.

He took out most of the mines he had. He set them on any place but the Ground. He had programmed them all to explode when he pressed the switch on his computer. He ran with the Dragon away from any types of soldiers. The cold snow getting inside his armor was wet, but he ignored it. When he was far enough he counted to three to press the button. The Entire Shield Generator blew up and a hint of luck for him when a Ion Cannon shot down. No one suspected that a single person blew it up. He would have to wait for his next orders. He also had to wait for an unexpected attack from the Echani Girl. Vader's old Apprentice might have been a powerful Force user. But would Reivax survive like him?

He still went back to wondering: Why would a Krayt Dragon be on Hoth? They were adapted to live in the Hot Sands of Tatooine but the Ice Cold Snow of Hoth? It must've adapted to the enviroment. He touched it and felt a strong warmth. It mustn't of been here long. There could be any reason how this Krayt Dragon appeared on Hoth but he could find the right one.

[Triss-chan - ... KAWAII!]

(Cadyren-san, might I, with the utmost exquisite politeness, request that we put this rather interesting thread on hold for a little bit, just whilst I give my Apprentice *meaningful look* a sincere talking too for a little bit, I think the tattered remains of my patience just burnt up and died and Chico is frothing a little bit at the mouth *strokes Hamster* I think certain things need to be pointed out and discussed in private! ... I have an Epithet to deliver!)

[Cadyren]

(Alright, don't be to harsh on him though.)

[xavier]

May we Continue the thread...

[Cadyren]

Cadyren smiled when the Shield Generator blew up, now it was time to dust this Rebel Base and the Jedi inside. All men fall back now, make sure your a few miles away before we begin.

All the men on the ground began to retreat, some into transports to go to a camp that had been created by some of the men when they landed on the ground, others just began to run toward the camp. The one AT-AT that had made it to the ground was their being prep'd for combat as well as a few AT-ST's and enough ground forces to guard the camp. Thanks to the boy the AT-AT might not even be needed, now that the shield Generator was down the Star Destroyers could begin firing upon the planet and destroy the base. Captains, would you be so kind as to fall in on me and destroy this uprising here and now?

Cadyren smiled as the Captains said yes and he could here the crew in the background yelling and cheering, the Rebelion would soon be over and the Empire secure. Captain Levak, I truely am sorry, but instead of firing upon the base woud you keep your weapons trained upon the hyperspace routes into this system? I don't want anymore surprises. Cadyren said in his calm voice,though he could not help but feel a little rejoice in the victory that wa sto come soon. There was a hint of a smile on his face and when he spoke his it was not in his almost insanely calm voice, but one that was actually happy.

Yes Sir, we shall Said the commander of the ship, who managed to hide his dissapointment well enough. Cadyren still noticed it however, Don't worry captain, I'm sure these Rebels have something cooked up for us, your ship will destroy many of the scum I'm sure.

Once he was finished giving orders he reached out with the Force, its power coming to him like a dog to its master, and reached out to the boy Reivax once again, Get into the base and go to the lower levels, the Rebels are bond to do that so they aren't killed by the bombardment, find the younger Jedi and kill her, i don't care how. If you run into the older one don't try to be a hero, just run. Do you understand boy? he commanded, he was sure that the Jedi would survive the bombardment and he would have to deal with them, so if the boy managed to kill the Echani Jedi before he arrived then he could assisst Cadyren if the old Jedi proved to be more poweful then Cadyren.

Alright gentlemen, do fire when ready. he said, and the captains happily fired upon the Rebel base, no longer stopped by the Shield Generator. If the Ion Cannons did attempt to disable one of the Star Destroyers the shields would hold out out far longer then needed. Cadyren smiled to himself,[erhaps the old Jedi should have had some of the frigates stay and fight instead of running, maybe then they could have sent out more evacuations ships at one time while the Star Destroyers were occupied. Once the battle was over he would send Captain Levak to follow the hyperspace trails of the Rebel ships that escaped, it would be good for him and his men to htink they were important, it helped keep morale up and Cadyren could not use his Battle Meditation everywhere.