Korriban

Bad Location Post.

Marko's starfighter landed at the Korriban Arrival Port, which was in the means of being renovated by the soldiers he had already recruited to his cause. He opened the ramp and walked out of the back, before pulling up his hood and mask, heading to the Sith Academy, holding Riis Kormani's lightsaber in his hand. As he walked through the Valley of the Dark Lords, he watched the Imperial Remnant Guards in their new posts, and chuckled to himself as he realized his plan was coming to complete fruition. People were recruited into his army day by day, and many force users chose the freedom of the Dark Side before they could be found by the Jedi, allowing the Sith to grow stronger and the Jedi to weaken.

He walked over the bridge into the Sith Academy, where he saw both students and teachers wandering the vast, newly-renovated halls of the ancient building. He climbed the stairs to the top, where his office currently was, and entered the room. He looked around and sighed, he didn't use the office much, the headmaster was the source of power for the Academy, but at least they recognized his authority. He went to the back and pulled a latch on the wall, opening a back room he had installed. Inside, he had a star map and the lightsaber of his old Master on the wall behind it. He clasped Kormani's lightsaber into a space on the wall next to the other lightsaber and checked the star map, eventually coming up with the next destination:

Naboo.

He had already contact Lars Nahar, who had recently assassinated a Jedi and her Padawan on Corellia. He had instructed him to place the lightsaber on the wall and choose a different destination, before heading off to find the Jedi he had chosen.

The small Jedi fighter entered the port without prior contacts, only to be noticed by the security watching the cameras. Slowly exiting the vessel, his faceblocker covering the portion of his face that would show through the hood, was greeted by a team of soldiers. Two were obviously afraid of Sovin, while the other four were not.

"I seek Marko Alcor." Sovin spoke, a vocal inhibitor making him sound like a cheap droid.

"Then you'll come with us." The Security Commander said, ordering his soldiers to surround the so called 'droid.' He walked through the Valley of the Dark Lords and into the Sith Academy, all eyes falling upon the newcomer. All precautions were taken with new arrivals, Sith or no, especially when they are in a Jedi Starfighter. The Commander didn't like the newcoming 'droid,' and had his weapon ready at all times, as did his accomplices.

They walked up the Sith Academy doors. The Commander felt nervous whenever he approached the building, he didn't know why, but he broke the thought of it just being Darth Alcor's manipulation. He had the power to corrupt the minds of those who he thought were weak, and could easily turn the victim into a mindless husk of their former selves. They entered the Academy, it's huge, grey walls reaching up as far as the eye could see. He took the 'droid' to Alcor's office, where he spoke into the intercom.

"A visitor for you, Lord Alcor."

"Whom?"

"They didn't say, milord."

"Send them in."

The door's gushed open and the Security pushed the visitor inside the office.

Sovin walked into the office of Marko Alcor without even responding to being pushed in. The walk with security was far from a short one, but it was a silent one. No one had spoken, and the sense of distrust was strong. What was even more interesting was that Alcor showed no signs of remembering Sovin.

He had not changed since Alcor and he had met, but his face was not showing this time. As he approached the desk, he spoke, removing the inhibitor and his hood, "I have a proposition. Something of a modified version of what you offered me on Kamino."

Sovin then continued. "I have found a liking to the planet Raxus Prime. As you know, it is a world of droid scraps. If you didn't know from the two guardians that I had in my ship when you destroyed the control board, I am a... highly skilled builder when it comes to droids. Give me the planet, and I will happily grant you an army of droids."

Sovin knew right well from his prior encounters that Marko was a his way type person, but the forces on Korriban were nothing compared to what would be needed to take over the galaxy. A droid army could speed that process up rather quickly, helping to achieve the goal that a little bit quicker. Hopefully that would satisfy the Sith Lord.

"You," Marko Alcor said, looking at the terminal on his table. "You are the trader. I should've known that you were a Jedi, I felt the pull in the force when you neared my starfighter."

Marko turned around and pulled down his hood. "Raxus Prime, that's a valiant proposal, Sir. But I want more than an army of droids, I want you to join my army, wear my uniforms and fly the banner of the Sith on Raxus Prime."

Sovin was escorted out of the office by two Imperial Security offices, whom did not make Sovin want to kill him as much as the last leader of the security group. Now Sovin was taken to get his new uniform. Upon receiving the new uniform, having put up his head coverings when he left, he spoke in the cheap droid voice. "This is undergoing heavy modification."

Sovin then turned to see an old set of Sith Trooper armor. "I will take that armor instead." Spoke the Dark Jedi as he walked to the case that the armor was in. Not willing to anger someone who had enough import to survive a surprise, nameless visit with Lord Alcor, the offers quickly gave to Sovin's will.

Now changed into his new armor, Sovin began the long trek to his ship. The armor he now wore turned nearly as many heads as when he had entered, most of them Sith, recognizing his force signature, curious as to what he did to get that armor.

Marko Alcor walked through the deserts of Korriban, watching every single one of his Imperial Soldiers with vengeful eyes. He entered the Korriban Academy and walked straight to his office, before activating his communication.

"Brigadier, how goes our plans?" Marko Alcor said, his hands behind his back and looking at his lightsaber wall.

"Well, we've taken over the co-operative planets and inserted our authority there, and our soldiers are ready for battle." The Brigadier, the leader of the ground forces, replied. "I propose we begin our war."

"Brigadier, I believe you may be correct." Alcor added, smiling. "Our hiding in the shadows is over, now it is time to reveal ourselves. Ready the troops, we head for Kamino."

The Brigadier saluted as Marko finished the call, before looking out onto Korriban, grinning as his plan took action.