Anakin Skywalker (Darth Vader)'s Story

Star Wars

UNDER A DARK REIGN

The faces of the Sith have been revealed in the waning days of the Galactic Civil War. As the Separatists scatter to survive, the evil Darth Sidious has dismantled the Old Republic in favor of his new Empire!

The Jedi are outlawed and the Clone armies now promise a new age of iron tyranny unlike anything the galaxy has ever seen. As these final matters are resolved, the anointed fallen Jedi, Darth Vader, is the foremost concern of the first Galactic Emperor.

Darth Sidious travels the Mustafar System to receive his young apprentice and to bear witness to a decisive battle to determine the fate of the galaxy…



The shuttle of the first Galactic Emperor was coming ever closer to the fire drenched planet of Mustafar. The triumph of the dark side of the force was in its full climax, the Jedi had been outlawed in the new Empire, and the opponents in the Civil War were finally destroyed. There was but one final matter for the Dark Lord Sidious to finally resolve as he waited to receive his apprentice. He gave an order to one of the Clone Troopers, “Prepare the receiving party.”
The Trooper confirmed, “Yes my lord.”
Sidious sensed to himself, “I sense I have underestimated Lord Vader…”

Obi-wan turned his dive into a forward roll that left him barely teetering on the rim of a low cliff, just above the soft black sand of the riverbank.
“It’s over Anakin! I have the high ground!”
Anakin snarled, “You underestimate my power!”
“Don’t try it!” A mere second after, Anakin leapt off his droid at Obi-wan’s back.
Seeking to cut Anakin off at his knees, it was a strike worthy of an effort to defeat his old friend, but Skywalker was in the correct position to completely miss Obi-wan’s blue blade entirely. This mistake cost Obi-Wan the battle as Anakin’s blade thrust into his old master and friend’s back and ending his life. With this death, the revenge of the Sith was complete and Anakin kicked the corpse of his older friend closer to the river of fire.

Making his way back to the landing pads, Anakin saw the shuttle of his new master descending. Upon touchdown, the shuttle released a squad of clone troopers followed by the aged Emperor to see the fruits of his young disciples work. He congratulated Anakin, “Excellent work my apprentice. There are none left to oppose us. The galaxy is ours now.” Gesturing to a clone trooper with a black box, the trooper opened it with a light saber inside. “Your new weapon. Lord Vader.”
Taking the saber in his hand and feeling a new sense of accomplishment through his deeds, Anakin in a flash of a second activated the blade and thrust the red saber into his master. The death was far slower than what was earned by his master Obi-wan, but seeing into Sidious’ eyes Anakin did not see a look of surprise or sadness. Rather it was one of a twisted sense of gleeful accomplishment that taunted the face of the younger Sith.
Taking the blade out of the old man, Anakin turned to the clone troopers proclaiming, “No. The galaxy belongs to me!”

In this moment of dreaded accomplishment, Anakin had forgotten one key detail. Rushing back to his wife’s ship, he did not find her on the ground as she was left before, but instead with the trusted droid he had built. “Oh, master Anakin! Please hurry!”
“Where is Padme?”
Threepio answered, “Already inside, sir, but she is badly hurt.”
Not listening to any more of what his creation had to offer, Anakin took the helm of the ship and immediately set a course for the nearest medical facility to save the life of his pregnant wife.

Within the facility of Polis Massa, Anakin looked over the weakened state of his wife as the caesarian for her children was being performed. The children were taken out of the room for him to find a way to take her away from the edge of death. In his lust for power and desire to take the galaxy for himself, he destroyed the only one who knew how to cheat death. It was all he had to offer now and was forced to fend for himself in this matter.
Stroking her cheek awaiting her awakening, Anakin saw Padme’s eyes slowly open as she was released from the sedation. She weakly asked, “Anakin?”
Anakin smiled offering, “I’m here Padme. I’ve accomplished everything. I am here for you and I will always stay by you now.” This assurance was not something that brought Padme a peace of mind. In what Anakin offered as a peace gesture, there was no reassurance of safety within his eyes and the dark side took over his being. The monster that was Darth Vader wore Anakin Skywalker’s corpse within this realm of existence now, or this was what Padme had come to see.
Turning her head she began to choke on the tragic deeds that were performed on this day. With this, Anakin saw the vitals on a near screen indicate her descent into the dark void of death. Nearly panicking for the situation that reared its ugly head, Anakin turned back to her warning, “Padme… I have done everything today for you only. I have done this so that you would not die.” Padme only whimpered shaking her head from these words and continued to suffer as though she was at the hands of a monstrous torture.
In a more ferocious tone, the monster that was Darth Vader warned, “Padme, I have destroyed the Jedi Order, I have killed Obi-wan, I have ended this war. I did this all for you! I did this so you could not only live, but rule by my side! Palpatine is dead and the empire has risen! We are now heroes! The galaxy will love us! We can rule the galaxy together!” None of these words brought Padme any further from death as she continued to weakly sob under Darth Vader’s venomous words. Vader warned again, “I have done this for you Padme! Now live!”
Padme’s life continued to wane and fade from the force under the weight of the dark side and she had no words to offer. Resorting to a final choice, Vader reached out with the force and searched for the very fiber of her existence. Darth Vader found that very string and threatened, “You will not die Padme!!! I did not do all of this only to fail!!!” Intending to keep her existence intact, the action was far more brutal than what he had expected it to be. Vader was grasping the force of her presence as though it were to soon slip away from him. The greatest mistake came from him trying to take her away from the brink of death in the first place as his squeeze tightened and strangled her very life. Believing it was saving her, Vader continued to do so while Padme writhed and choked in pain as her life crumbled in this monster’s hands. In one final act of seeking comfort, Padme reached out her hand to touch the hand of her lost husband in which upon the final pressure she was finally taken out of misery. The screens signified the ultimate failure of Darth Vader, the one who sought to make Padme Amidala his Empress. Falling to his knees, the dark lord felt a heavy weight drop within his soul as the existence within Padme faded away. The final thing that mattered to him was gone.

Upon the planet Coruscant, the days of the Galactic Civil War were finally over but not without one final great price to pay. Emperor Cos Palpatine mere days after his rule began was assassinated by the Separatists along with the beloved Senator Padme Amidala. The funeral mourned for two of the greatest heroes the galaxy had ever known and no soul was more torn than that of the Hero with No Fear. Palpatine was given the cremation his body deserved but no one saw what had happened to the body of the late Senator. With the greatest failure upon his conscience, Anakin Skywalker was named within the will of the people and that of Palpatine to be the succeeding Emperor. With only the twins and his actions now affecting the entirety of the galaxy, he was truly now alone. Upon his throne, the new Dark Lord of the Sith had ascended. The dark side had made its mark upon the galaxy after a thousand years.

20 years later

The planet of Mon Calamari was undergoing yet another rebellion that threatened to distance itself from the established order of the Empire. The cruisers met with the Star Destroyers and battled one another for dominance of the void of space. This mater was not the concern of one particular shuttle as it made its way past the rebelling star fighters and their skirmishes. It was the plan of one particular man who was now preparing to remind the galaxy why it was he was chosen to be Emperor.
The shuttle descended to a landing platform near the frontlines between the Imperial Storm troopers and the rebels of Mon Calamari. The middle aged man stepped down from the shuttle walkway and surveyed his surroundings. His face was chiseled by age and obvious signs of regret, but still looked on the battle with observation as to why his servants in the 501st still hadn’t broken through.
Stepping forward, his black robes concealed his bodily movements to mere shifts underneath and made his way for the frontlines. An officer stepped forward explaining, “Lord Skywalker. The rebels have utilized a –“ Before being able to explain the situation, his words were cut off by a manipulation in the force that choked his throat closed.
The older man told him, “Your failures do not concern me Captain. I seek only results and it is something I clearly must do myself.” Anakin Skywalker then proceeded to throw the captain into the fray of the frontlines knocking over several Calamari soldiers.
Aged but doused in the dark side, Anakin Skywalker reigned supreme upon the battlefield. The force was his as it crushed the nearest shield generator that prevented the storm troopers from advancing with a mere crushing gesture of his hand. It was not enough as he pulled a nearby tower down to the ground and crushed it within the nearest building that blocked off the rebels. Making his way through the battlefield and deflecting every laser blast with his red blade, Anakin casually struck down every rebel who dared to oppose him.

This was not business that lasted longer until he made his way for one of the nearest Calamari buildings and entered with the destructive side of the force as his aid. Within the building, he recognized the patterns in the force that were not seen often anymore. One Mon Calamari and a Rodian who bore the will of the force as Jedi Knights stood next to a group of rebels who were preparing to advance.
The Mon Calamari ignited a purple light saber warning, “Dark Lord! Your wicked ways will not leave this planet! The galaxy shall not suffer this way anymore!” With no words of warning to offer the Jedi who stood against him, Anakin parried the first attack of the Calamari while forcing the approaching Rodian into a nearby wall with three rebel soldiers flying in the same direction. Anakin cut off the right hand of the Calamari Jedi and summoned forth a mighty stream of lightning to the defenseless Jedi. On the ground and beaten, the Jedi was lifted through the force into the air and into a nearby pillar. He then proceeded to deflect every shot of laser fire from the rebels and struck down every one that still stood in his presence. Sensing the Rodian Jedi running forward, Anakin grasped hold of his attacker and strangled his neck almost to the point of choking. Sending him to meet the same fate as his master, Anakin threw the remaining Jedi into a wall that threw his body into a volley of laser fire.

The deed was done and the two Jedi leaders who began the rebellion on Mon Calamari were dead. One of the storm troopers reported to Anakin, “My lord, the local militia has been put down, but there are still some trying to rise up against us.”
The Emperor ordered, “Process them into the nearest buildings. If any of them show a sign of struggle they are to be killed immediately.”
The trooper saluted, “Understood my lord.”
Another rebellion was decimated and the number of Jedi continued to dwindle as those who survived Order 66 began to wish they were killed by their loyal clones. This was the triumph of the dark side. This was the reign of Emperor Anakin Skywalker.

“Are we to continue to deny an answer for Nar Shaddaa?” The Hutt asked in a booming voice in the Huttese tongue as though the high and mighty emperor before him had turned deaf.
C-3PO turned to his maker and translated, “Volga humbly wishes to know if we are to at any time soon resolve the matter on the decline on Nar Shaddaa. He wishes to remind us that the bounty hunters will not be attracted to this place if we station as many storm troopers as there have been already.”
The emperor answered, “We do not require them. If your economy won’t expand into an honest line of work, then your people will pay for it themselves.”
In a final irritated voice, the Hutt warned, “You will not live to see us reclaim our place in the galaxy Skywalker!” With that the Volga the Hutt’s slab throne turned and left to exit in displeasure.
Threepio warned, “I’m afraid that Volga does not hold the highest regards for your answer my lord.” Ever since the destruction of the Tatoo system, the smuggling business had begun to flock its way to Hutt Space for safety. The emperor was not going to be fooled by allowing any further lax on the Hutts and letting them have breathing space needed to get a business running again.
Dismissing the observation, Anakin told threepio, “It’s not a matter that we need concern ourselves with.” Turning to another one of his advisors, he asked, “Do we have any progress regarding the search within Korriban?”
Grand Moff Disra reported, “The researches within the temples have yielded some results. There are portions of scriptures that do make mention of a power beyond death.”
Intrigued to hear this news, Anakin told them, “I shall be headed for Korriban effective immediately. Keep me updated on what happens here.”
Threepio reminded him, “My lord, I feel I should remind you of the current situation on Dantooine. Dantoo Prime will require your very intervention.”
Sighing in reminder of this duty, Anakin told his loyal servant, “Of course. Send a message to Admiral Pellaeon that I shall require transport. Leave me.” It wouldn’t be a bother for him. Dantooine was only along the way to Korriban as part of a detour on the Hydian Way. This affair would be the same as every other cleansing he staged across the galaxy for the many scattered rebel factions. The Grand Moff left while Threepio bowed and made his way to the nearest window.
It was meant to be a time for tuning his light saber, but it was instead a time that Anakin had dedicated to every small possible chance that he might be able to find in his reign. As a politician who demanded nothing but obedience, he had missions to accomplish and dissenters who dared to stand against him. This very scenario would have separated him from any time possible to spend with the one he truly desired to be with again.
Stroking the frame of the seat of his throne, the slab was cold to his remaining human hand and reminded him what remained back there. His best kept secret and the one thing he sought to bring to the galaxy again if it were possible. Stepping back from the throne and bringing his focus back to the mission he had at hand he whispered, “We will be together again…”

The Devastator was brought into the airspace of the city planet of Coruscant as Admiral Pellaeon and his emperor observed the preparations for a jump into hyperspace. It heralded another rallying cry to the people of the Galactic Empire that was all too familiar now. The Emperor was displeased with his servants on another world and they would soon pay for it…

One of the Imperial officers saluted to his emperor, “Lord Skywalker, we have a further development in the case for Darth Animosity.”
Turning to face the officer, Anakin asked, “Has he been found?”
The officer reported, “No, but he had a message for us. That he will cross paths with us soon apparently.”
Anakin agreed to these terms, “Very well. If he will not tell us where he is, I shall see him personally when the time is right.” Perhaps just another matter that would be answered once they arrived on Dantooine.

Tony was in the middle of take off when he heard a rocket go off and his stabilizers malfunctioned he landed and saw a squad of sith and a platoon of storm troopers"well lets party then"he said turrents popping out of his ship and shot the troopers killing most the sith charged him he just pushed them up in to the air and started toward the at-st they had there and used the force to rip it in half"see what happens when you anger me!"he yelled he crushed the two halves of the at-st into two small balls and squished a sith with them then threw it at a incoming imperial ship.

Days after the jump to hyperspace, the Devastator hung well above the atmosphere of Dantooine. Anakin observed the planet from the bridge and remembered the reports in the Jedi Temple from long ago. So this is the planet of Windu’s battle. Not the first planet worth staging a battle, but there lies its trickery among enemies. Turning to one of the crewmen, Anakin ordered, “Ready my ship. I shall see to it that the matters are resolved myself. I trust you shall be capable of the ground strategies Admiral?”
Gilad Pellaeon confirmed, “Certainly my lord. The Dantari will be incapable of an effective resistance as our generals have calculated. It will not make us lax however and the rebels shall be dealt their proper end.”
Anakin pointed out to him his warning, “For your sake ensure that it is so. You do not wish to have the blood on your hands if we must resort to my tactics.”
Not willing to question how this would happen, Pellaeon swallowed and confirmed, “Of course my lord.”

As the shuttle made its descent to the planet surface, several ground transports were following as they prepared several thousand stormtroopers and war vehicles. All of the necessary signs that another great battle was being prepared and the victor would be very clear. The Devestator remained behind with its guns aimed towards the planet and ready to fire at the command of either its Admiral aboard or the higher authority who would demand it.

Descending to a landing platform, the explosions within the city could be seen from the sky view as Anakin awaited his departure. As the shuttle opened, he and several of his elite Dark Troopers entered the facility and awaited the first news of the officer stationed to report to them. The officer saluted to his emperor and reported, “My lord. The vigilante Tony Garcia has continued to ravage the facilities and is currently on a rampage destroying a good deal of everything in his path.”
“He is still within the destruction zone. Do not let him move.”
The officer confirmed his command, “Understood my lord.” The Officer rushed to the command center to call for more troopers and the fighting within the facility continued to intensify. It was once again a matter that Anakin had to deal with himself.
Seeing the anger driven Sith before him, Anakin was now ready for his duel that he would use to herald his arrival on the planet. Staring down the defiant Jedi, Anakin readied his light saber for a duel. He was again the center of the universe and he did not allow anyone to share in that power. Only if this Tony were to offer him some greater power in his ends would he even consider sparing his life. Waiting for the reckless one to make his first move, he awaited his chance to strike down his opponent.

"I can't get any peace can I you chase me down and I just move from bar to bar drinking."Tony said both his lightsabers turning on he was ready for a fight"well go ahead great sith lord kill me or let me continue my drunken wanderings." he said just as the ship he had threw the at-st at came down in between them he pushed the debris at Anakin and he yelled"just leave me be or die trying to hunt me down."

As the lone ship boarded the Devastator, Captain Moos Qualon went down to introduce him aboard and discover who it was that had boarded. “Greetings Lord Animosity. I come on behalf of Admiral Gilad Pellaeon who is currently busy at the moment in the middle of battle. I can report however that Emperor Skywalker has been very interested in meeting with you. This is as much as I can offer currently, I can direct any further questions you have to my superiors.”

The Imperial General Ganos Tunwol evaluated for his troops in the nearest end of the city walls, “This is what you have trained for. The Dantari are a primitive people who will not see reason beyond their own. Our best estimates bring their numbers to around 50,000 ready to storm Dantoo Prime and claim back their planet. By decree of our Emperor, we are to eliminate every last one that continues to struggle for its freedom. You will be the ones to carry out his majesty’s will and the leaders of this resistance shall be found and put to justice however the situation calls.” The stormtroopers were given their assignment and exited the city walls to begin their march towards the battlegrounds. It took several hours to prepare, but the Imperial Army was stood at attention and waiting with their heavy firepower following closely behind.
Though the stromtroopers numbered 30,000 against the bulking Dantari, the AT-ATs and AT-STs that prepared for long range firing gave some hope that the odds would be evened. The military awaited the arrival of the Dantari outside the city walls and found them making their approach. Unknown to either side, the final factor bringing victory to the Empire was soon to make its mark upon the planet.
The Dantari were gathering with the numbers that had been estimated, there were even two freerunners leading them and prepared to lead them. The tension created a stare down and both sides began to wait for their own chance to truly make their mark on the other.

Aboard the Devastator, one of the radar observers reported, “The Dantari have gathered within our projected range Admiral.”
Pellaeon proclaimed, “We have them precisely where we need them. It is time we blast these brutes into oblivion. The ground forces will finish them off.” Turning to the intercom systems, he ordered, “Fire when ready commander.”
The voice on the other line agreed, “Confirmed Admiral.” From the view of space, the laser blast that made its way to the surface of Dantooine was like a mere pin tossed at a small hill. The damage on the ground however was going to be far more devastating.

With this mighty strike the laser blasted upon the ground of Dantooine reducing everything within its radius into a mere crater. It was a few miles away from the city of Dantoo Prime, but the tremor could be felt and probably caused some panic. It gave the Imperials leverage however as the blast killed off a healthy portion of the Dantari forces, but only little more than a fifth of the forces.
Despite the damage, the Imperial troopers began their march towards the Dantari and open fired at whatever life form was unfortunate to be in the crossfire. As the march began, a number of AT-STs marched behind ready to assist their brothers in battle and brought some particular focus to the freerunners. They would need to be destroyed to take out the one true advantage the opposing rebels had.

Anakin jumped through Tony’s tossing of the AT-ST and sliced it in half as he jumped towards him. Summoning every ounce of precision for the duel, Anakin took note of his opponents two light sabers and blocked every attack he had with his defense. The swipes were powerful but slow, he truly must have been a drunk man who was unable to see anything past what was in front of him. If he was this removed from his senses it could make for an easy battle.
Utilizing wreckage from the AT-ST, the two Sith continued to thrust the pieces at one another as the lower pits became a junk heap of the machine’s parts. There was still an operational laser cannon still being used that Anakin kicked into use to try and kill him, but the blasts were deflected and shot off into the air or into the walls. It was business that had become a battlefield of its own between two Sith and the destruction within the city began.
As the wreckage became little more than scraps, Anakin began his advance to his opponent and sought to bring an end to the battle. Striking and blocking every attack Tony had for him, Anakin summoned the force and slammed him into the nearest wall. The two light sabers rolled on the ground and Anakin brought his own to Tony’s neck. He warned, “Perhaps when you have sobered you shall be fit for discussion. PROXY.”
At that order, a droid similar to that of his first creation jumped down into the pit and ran over to his creator. The droid greeted, “Master. You have a request for me?”
Anakin ordered, “Keep him here and force him to submit if need be. I have business elsewhere as this battle continues.”
PROXY confirmed, “An easy task master, he will not leave this spot.” With that confirmation, PROXY used his training module technology to assume the form of the long dead Jedi Qui-Gon Jinn and grasped Tony firmly by the neck and stood in that place.

Anakin left PROXY to deal with his no longer important opponent to observe what began to take place on the battlefield. If things continued as they did, the Imperials could overpower the Dantari with their current numbers. Even if they were defeated, a force more than twice the size outside the walls awaited them. There was something else going on behind this battle however. It was a diversion he had known to work before.
Focusing his attention to the capitol building, Anakin began to feel that there was a presence that would not always make itself known. It wasn’t there just yet, but if he met with what he sensed there, it would be his chance to contribute to the battle. He summoned forth a transport and awaited his arrival to the critical building of the planet.

Cal was getting the ship prepared for the assault, Nal'dar was explaining something to the Dantari leader in the temple courtyard, and Ruan was nowhere to be seen. Cal went looking for him, he was alone in the main building meditating.
"Master," Cal said, moving closer to him.
"Do you know what Vader wants most?" he said.
"I suppose Ultimate power is a bit ostentatious, so to Conquer the Galaxy?" Cal said, sitting across from Ruan.
"One may think that," Ruan said, opening his eyes and smiling, "but the true thing he wants, is the most powerful force technique there is."
"The transfer of his essence into a new body?" Cal said, remembering her teachings.
"No, but something even more powerful, midi-chlorian manipulation."
"What is that Master?"
"It is the most fearsome power of the Dark Side, developed by Darth Pelagueis, it is the complete control over life and death..."
"How could that be possible?"
"It is the farthest reach of the dark side, something to be feared, but luckily, Vader does not know that last remnants of Pelagueis' holocrons."
"Why are you telling me this Master?"
"Because I fear I shall not survive this, there are two who know of the location of these holocrons, Master Yoda and someone who I don't even know..."
"Why not destroy these holocrons master?"
"To destroy such knowledge is an abhorred offense to the Jedi Order..."
"But why are you telling em, I don't understand."
"Because if the fight with Vader is with you, and not me, I want you to shove it in his face with your last breaths..."
"Master, what makes you think I shall perish in a fight with him?"
"Please, he is more powerful than anyone of us..."
"Master, show me your Electric judgment," Cal said, realizing that her master was different than before.
"What?"
Cal raised her two hand and fired a green bolt of electricity between them, "Do it."
Ruan stood up and focused, when he fired the lightning between his hands it was white.
"Master, you have been corrupted with anger," Cal said.
"So what!? Once Vader is dead my anger will subside!"
"No, no it won't..."
"You are my student, there is nothing you can do about this..."
He was right, there was nothing she could do but continue with the plan, with a close eye on him of course. They left the building and went into the ship, The Dantari were waiting in the cargo bay.
"Master," Cal said to Ruan, "Please take the co-pilot seat, I want to meld with Nal'dar."
Ruan of course, took this as an insult, but then he realized why she did it, he had changed too much to do anything but harm to the meld, "Okay," he said, moving towards the cockpit.
Cal moved to the Captain's room and waited for Nal'dar.

Milo was leading a charge with the Dantari, when a blast from space fired down and blew out many of their forces.
"Get into their lines! It's the only way we can be safe from an aerial assault!" he yelled into his comm. system, which was then communicated to all the squad leaders, who followed his command. The Freerunners began firing into the front lines, both luckily escaped the space assault. The main problem they faced was a large number of At-Ats, it would take a bit of time for the Freerunners to take them down. Milo fell back to one of the Freerunners, he stored the new bike in it.
"Let's see how those At-Ats stand up to this..." Milo said, activating the bike and traversing the forces. He hit top speed as he was charging at re At-Ats, he jumped off the bike, which smashed into about a dozen Stormtroopers and blew up, and was flung into the fray. He tried to ignore as many troops as he could trying to get to the At-Ats, but he had to take out a few on his way.
As he jumped up to one of the At-Ats, he was hit by a Phase II Dark trooper, he fell down to the ground and dropped his lightsaber. He slowly got up from the hard hit and saw four dark troopers standing between him and the At-Ats. He stared at them for a moment, then they all raised their assault canons and began firing. Milo jumped up off the ground and avoided the shots, he then pushed two of them to the side, not knocking them down, but moving them. He propelled himself towards the last two, thanks to his battlemind, he was immensely focused and was able to absorb the few shots the two dark troopers he was charging at fired. When he got close enough he used all the force power he could, along with his own body to knock them on the ground. One of the Dark troopers to his side fired a missile at him, which he narrowly avoided, it barely scratched the two Dark troopers on the ground.
Milo found his lightsaber when he was thrown from the explosion. He activated it and threw it at one of the troopers, taking off its head. He ran at the dead machine and grabbed his saber as it came back, he jumped towards the two troopers on the ground and sliced one through the waist, the other activated its jump pack and got away. The one remaining standing started firing its blaster canon, Milo deflected the shots and moved closer to it, once he sliced it diagonally from the shoulder, he began looking around for the last one, it was nowhere to be seen. He felt it nearby, so he jumped to the right, it shoved its knife into his side. Milo quickly impaled it through the chest and fell on his knees, looking out onto the rest of the battle field.
The Dantari were overpowering the ground forces, but the At-Ats were obliterating them, one was taken out by one of the Freerunners, but there were still three remaining, and moving closer every minute. One of their Freerunners was taken out, and it was clear that they were losing... But overhead, Milo saw Autumn's Fury flying ...
"Take out that bastard..." Milo said, getting up, ignoring his injury.

Autumn's Fury flew directly over the Capitol building, there were two Espo walkers that began to fire at them, Cal and Nal'dar jumped out and the ship took evasive maneuvers. Cal used malacia on one of the pilots, causing him to accidentally pilot his walker off the building while Nal'dar went the brute force way and shoved her saber through the glass, killing the pilot.
The ship landed and the rest of their force went out, the 12 Dantari, and Master Ruan.
Cal, Nal'dar, and Ruan all felt the dark presence coming towards them as the Autumn's Fury left the building.
"Cal, Nal'dar, you take the Dantari and kill Darth Angor, I will take care of Vader..." Ruan said, activating his lightsaber.
"Master you'll die!" Nal'dar yelled.
"I know..." he said softly, Cal was the only one that heard.
"Let's go..." she said.
"But Cal-" Nal'dar began, realizing that they had to, thanks to the meld. She nodded at Cal, understanding the situation.
"Come on let's move!" Cal yelled to the Dantari.
They all rushed off the roof.

Captain Qualon noticed a small change in Animosity’s facial expressions from what he was showing in his character earlier. It was a small curiosity he didn’t bother inquiring and simply explained to his occupant, “There has been a rebellion staged by the Dantari natives that the military is currently subduing. From our current estimates however the battle will be over quite shortly and I am fairly certain his majesty will be ready to make an example of the survivors.” It was a report that no Imperial would have had an issue reporting to anyone who wasn’t within the ranks since it was a true story that could be used to enhance the great image of the Galactic Empire that continued to expand greatly over the last twenty years. Qualon himself would have liked to see some Dantari killed by his own hands himself, but the only one he truly knew who to fear was the emperor himself coming from just about any act of disobedience.

The muscular brutes did everything possible to put so much as a dent in the Imperial machinery. The stones and blunt objects were enough to cause some amount of damage, but the blasts of the lasers tore through the primitive ranks as though they were nothing. It was smart of them to march into the ranks to avoid any planetary fire, but the Imperials still had the advantage with the power of their two AT types.
One of the AT-ST pilots took aim at one of the Freerunners attempting to destroy the vehicle only to be hijacked and thrown out by one of the Dentari. The pilot struggled all he could but found himself at the mercy of the brute’s strength. The Dantari did all it could to figure out the controls only to see it move awkwardly across the ranks of the stromtroopers. It caused some of the troopers to run from the spot while another one of the AT-STs fired at the stolen machine. The explosion within the ranks assured that there wouldn’t be any further concerns. The imperials continued their assault with the most deadly blasts for the still persistent natives.
The Dantari might have been more powerful than some in the Imperial Army were willing to give credit as they continued to put up a great resistance to the punishment from the outnumbered troopers. The battleground continued to be smoldered by laser fire and the deaths on both sides continued to mount greater. The crowded sea of brutal humanoids and white armored troopers continued to writhe against itself to find a single color as pieces, weapons, and limbs flew across as a result of the battle.
The Phase II Dark Troopers made their advance to decimate the Dantari with some offering some assisting fire to the attacking besalisk. Several of them managed to distract the attacking leader while the dark troopers focused their fire on one of the Freerunners. The missiles were eventually enough as they managed to enter the cockpit and destroy the pilot inside. One key asset of the rebelling Dantari was destroyed but there was still another one trying to deal as much damage to the AT machines as possible.
As the battle raged on, the Imperial forces began to notice the unidentified Autumn’s Fury flying above the battlefield in order to reach the city. Perhaps it was the work of the rebels all along to use the Dantari as bait in order to manage their way in. One of the AT-STs made an effort to fire at the aircraft but if anything probably only managed a very small scratch that wouldn’t have done a great deal of damage to the incoming ship.

From the cockpit of one of the AT-ATs the holo image of General Tunwol gave the order, “There is one Freerunner left. Focus fire on it and see to it that the remaining Dantari are crushed.”
The pilot obeyed the order confirming, “Orders received General. Focusing fire.” As the AT-AT made its way towards the battlefield, the lasers fired at the final piece of Dantari equipment and blasted it to pieces the moment contact was made.
There was no victory celebrated within the Imperial ranks as the pilots of the ATs were informed by their leading General, “We have at least some confirmation on the besalisk on the battlefield. That is the one leading the Dantari. Kill him immediately.”
The pilot of the AT-AT who destroyed the remaining Freerunner understood the order, “Confirmed General.” With that order received, the Dantari were pushed further back from the city walls and the AT-ATs began making their advancement further into the ranks. The steps were slow but crushed everything that wasn’t quick enough to avoid the shadows of its impression on the ground. Very soon the leading Besalisk would be crushed and the fighting would only continue to tilt in the favor of the Imperial dominators.
The battle continued to unfold long into a great struggle that both sides had imagined would eventually become real. The forces who continued to fight still desired to show the other who was right in seeing the planet being controlled. The efforts of the Dantari would not be looked on as an act of great achievements however despite the 10,000 storm troopers killed that day. With the help of the assault from earlier, the brothers in arms managed to repay the Dantari warriors three times over and were determined to ensure that the price would never be brought below four.

His feelings within the force were correct. There were Jedi here but only one was making his presence known within the capitol building. Or at the very least this was what Anakin could sense when he searched for the intruding presence to his building. Several storm trooper guards had lost their lives in trying to kill the Jedi intruder, but this provided Anakin with the prime opportunity he needed. Entering the observation deck that was only a few floors above the conference halls, Anakin searched for his opponent and came face to face with him.
Anakin had a chance to see the Jedi who would challenge him, not one that he had known before but obviously one that sought to end his luck streak ever since his survival. His presence was as familiar as not only the one he faced twenty years ago, but that of several Jedi who believed they could undo his reign. Once he finished this defiant one, Anakin would see to it that the two others he sensed would soon join him. He did not have the faith in Darth Angor that she would be capable of defending against two Jedi and simply considered it opportunity to ensure that his skills were still honed to a perfect degree.
For anyone who was in the presence of Darth Vader in this moment, the dark side of the force became like a sack of rocks upon a wet cloth. Preparing his saber for battle, Anakin observed, “You still wish to feed off the weak-minded to bend them to your will. Even in times of desperation the Jedi Order shows their true hunger for power.” Attacking the Jedi Master with his strikes, the game of searching for an opening within the other began. Both strikes within the force began to rupture through the air as the attacks sought to sear the flesh of the other. In the middle of another great sweep, Anakin thrust his hand forward and summoned forth a great barrage of lightning to the Jedi Master. The power was great and demanding, one that would break the victim easily if the force did not bend in that victim’s favor.

Master Ruan's battle with the Sith Lord was at a close, he saw Vader ready a lightning attack, and Ruan just let it slip past his guard... The lightning struck him and shot him backward, on the verge of death, he started to laugh.
"It's funny, *cough* I never got to meet you *cough* in person," Ruan said through a veil of coughs, "But I hold your *cough* desire in my hands, *cough* midi-chlorian *cough* manipulation... the secrets of life *cough* and death are now lost *cough* to you forever..." Ruan continued laughing, as the life slowly drained from his body, "How does it feel *cough* to have killed her again?" were Ruan's last words as he died before the Sith lord.

The battle was lost, the remnants of the Dantari were retreating from the battlefield, Milo was surrounded by hundreds of Stormtroopers, all with their guns trained on him. His body was still, his lightsaber was unlit, and his mind was at ease. His trade-mark grin appeared on his face as he ignited his saber one last time. The Stromtroopers fired on him, eviscerating him with their repeated blaster shots. Yet, he was ready to pass on, he had failed but he was at peace... and at peace he would remain...

Cal, Nal'dar and the remaining Dantari charged down the corridors of the Capitol building, they finally reached Darth Angor's office.
"Dantari, you keep going, kill as many Empire dogs as you can, me and Nal have this," Cal said pointing down the hallway.
Cal and Nal'dar looked at each other, both holding their unlit sabers, they nodded and opened the door. The room was quiet large, there was a large circular desk in the center of the room, behind it, the entire wall, around 30 meters long, was a window, and at the center of that window, looking out, was a woman, she had brown hair and was wearing a black cloak.
"So you've finally come..." she said taking a drink from a glass she had at her side.
"We've come to kill you, then your master..." Cal said.
The woman turned around, she was human, with green eyes, she was wearing black armor under the large black cloak, "Have you now? Well then I best dispatch you before he arrives..."
She crushed the glass in her hands and removed her cloak, she then took out and ignited two lightsabers, both red, Cal and Nal'dar did the same.
"Two against one, hardly seems fair..." Darth Angor said, smirking.
Nal'dar charged from the left, Cal did the same from the right. Before they reached Angor, she lifted the desk and threw it at Cal, who split it in half and continued to charge through it. The battle went on for a time, the sound of lightsabers crashing against one another, never landing a blow on flesh, Cal and Nal'dar jumped a bit back, needing a new strategy...
"You're better than I expected..." Angor said, "But still now strong enough!" Angor took a deep breath and then screamed, she then charged at Nal'dar with lightning speed.
"Force Rage!" Cal yelled, running to her partner's aid. Nal'dar was barely able to deflect the blows, soon she would be cut down by the Sith.
Cal rushed in, Angor fired a huge blast of energy, which Cal jumped away from, but the backlash still threw her against the window, about 5 meters away. When the energy hit the wall, it went through it, vaporizing a large hole. Nal'dar was still being bombarded by the Sith's attacks, Cal got up and focused on Angor's dark energy, she used the most powerful force attack in a Jedi's arsenal, Sever Force, she completely cut off Darth Angor's connection to the Dark Side of the force, she was unable to make it last for more than a second, but that was enough. Once her Force Rage was finished, she became extremely weakened, barely able to lift her lightsabers. Cal fell onto her knees, and Nal'dar decapitated the Sith. Nal'dar rushed to Cal.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
"Yeah..." Cal said, breathing heavily, "Didn't think I could pull that off..."
"Well it wouldn't have been useful if she hadn't used that rage ability..."
"Thanks a lot, I just pulled off the most difficult force power on the light side, and that's all you can say?"
Nal'dar giggled, and helped Cal up, "It was very impressive, okay?"
"It was downright amazing is what it was..."
Cal stood on her own and looked around the room.
"Do you think master killed Vader?" Nal'dar asked Cal.
"I don't know..." she said.

Darth Animosity’s reaction to his answer was not something that Captain Qualon had anticipated. The sith fell over and appeared to be unconscious and Qualon ran his hand over the sith’s neck trying to see if any vitals were still active. Helping the sith warrior to his feet, Qualon set Animosity to a nearby seat and updated into a reporting console, “Our guest has fallen unconscious. I believe that his majesty will wish to see him.”
Pellaeon on the other end answered, “See he stays there until his majesty arrives.” There didn’t seem to be any trouble yet, but hopefully this Animosity figure wouldn’t awaken rudely to cause any problems for the Devastator.
Qualon ordered into his personal intercom, “Get a med team here. Make sure that he maintains optimal vitals.”

The Jedi was far weaker than Anakin had projected when he summoned forth the lightning from his hands and into the Master. Having listened to his final words, he heard the one thing that he would have never imagined uttered from a Jedi. He knew of Anakin’s search for the great power that he had crusaded for so long and attempted to use it as a taunt. This much did not anger him, but his last words were more than enough bring him to rage and sought to strike him down at last. Before Ruan could let the force take him, Anakin thrust his light saber into Ruan’s neck allowing Anakin the chance to know that he had killed another object of his hatred.
He was uncertain if he noticed a trick in the Jedi Master’s dying words or if his hatred of the Jedi simply rushed him to this conclusion, but Anakin could feel that there was something hidden from him. Perhaps this Ruan did know the secrets that he had been searching, but Anakin was more than determined to continue his search. He would not let this progression in the force hinder his search and it would not change him from the one he was now.

Leaving Ruan’s corpse and traveling down the steps, Anakin found a communications console and used it to patch into the ground forces outside the city walls. Standing before him, General Ganos Tunwol saluted proudly having won the battle and reported, “My lord. The Dantari are in full retreat and have been decimated before even having a chance to scale the city walls. Casualties are at around 12,000 but the Dantari have paid their share for this futile rebellion.
Anakin questioned him of one of the primary objectives for this operation, “What of the leader on that front? Was it a Jedi like we anticipated?”
General Tunwol reluctantly answered, “Um yes my lord. However it would seem that in a rather spontaneous moment that the captain of the 409th regiment went against orders to capture him alive. He is dead I’m afraid.”
Not offering any words for the General, he ordered, “Bring him before me.”
Before long, the clearly defective trooper saluted to his emperor proclaiming, “My lord, the Jedi leader is dead and if –“ These were the last words before Anakin chocked on the captain with the will of the force.
As the captain struggled for life, Anakin sent him off, “You have denied my orders for the last time captain.” Possibly in the most merciful fashion he had for a defiant soldier, Anakin gave him a quick death as he snapped the trooper’s neck. Looking to the one who stood behind the captain, Anakin congratulated, “You are in command now Captain. Ensure that you do not disobey my orders on the field next time.”
The newly promoted trooper saluted to his emperor, “Thank you my lord.” Cutting off the communications, the Emperor continued to make his way further down the capitol building searching for any further resistance. He felt a severance in the force as someone died other than his Jedi Master opponent from earlier.

The Capitol building continued to be stormed by the dozen Dantari warriors who believed that they could somehow manage to defeat the entire interior army before being killed off. As soon as Anakin entered the hallways to see several stormtroopers holding their ground against several charging Dantari, the dark powers of the force were summoned into his light saber and thrown across the halls. It landed square in the head of one of the charging and just as quickly was pulled out for Anakin to begin his attack on the other Dantari who managed to survive. Jumping with the will of the force, Anakin sliced across one Dantari’s head and cut off the arm of another. The one that was still standing with its left arm cut off tried to move in further to attack the smaller pest, but several shots from the stormtroopers managed to put the defeated creature down.
With the Dantari dead, Anakin found the entrance to the capitol building main office was most likely the source of the disturbance in the force that he had sensed earlier. Indeed the Master Jedi wasn’t attacking alone and hoped to kill off the Emperor by perhaps lowering his guard at some point. Summoning the force, he opened the doors to see the work that had been done with the full presence of the dark side ready to aid him in battle if need be.
Entering the main office of the capitol building, Anakin looked around to see that damage that had been done between the two Jedi and Darth Angor. Summoning the force he observed Angor’s light saber in his hand and commented, “Not one of my best pupils. This at least rids me of one concern.” Turning his attention to the Jedi who were still standing before him, four Phase II Dark Troopers entered the room and brought their guns to attention should any harm be made towards their Emperor. Anakin gestured the Dark Troopers not to fire just yet and spoke, “Your rebellion is finished. Regardless of who planned it, all of you will pay for it.”

Cal and Nal'dar stood about 15 meters from the door of the office, which now had Darth Vader blocking the way, along with four Phase II Dark Troopers. Cal and Nal'dar looked at each other, then both ignited their lightsabers.
"We may not win the battle, but trust me, your Empire shall fall," Cal said, getting ready to attack.
Nal'dar charged ahead of Cal, who followed with a large blast of green electricity, which was easily blocked by the Sith Master, but it gave an opening for Nal'dar, a typical Jedi would have dodged the attack, giving Cal time to finish them off, but Vader was not typical, he stood his ground, deflecting every attack that Nal'dar threw at him. Cal joined the fray, the sound of sabers clashing resonated through the room.
After a few minutes of battle, to no avail to either side, Nal'dar and Cal jumped backwards, both breathing heavily. Cal began losing focus, the stress from severing Darth Angor's tie to the force beginning to weigh heavily on her. Nal'dar figured this out through the meld and charged at Vader by herself. Cal propped herself up against the window, gazing at the battle between Nal'dar and Darth Vader, she knew Nal'dar would lose soon, Vader was too powerful...

Anakin never thought much of Darth Angor but it was clear that if even she was able to tire these two enough to the point of effectively seeing the two Jedi brought to his knees mere minutes after the battle had begun, they would be incapable of holding their own any longer. The one named Nal’dar was continuing her attack while Anakin continued to easily block every effort in attempts to defeat him. Preparing every attack he had for her, Anakin thrust his hand into an opening as she attempted a swipe into him throwing her on her back as she slid across the floor. Almost as if on signal, the nearest Dark Trooper placed its right foot on Nal’dar’s neck with only light enough pressure to avoid suffocating her. Before letting her have any ideas, Anakin grasped Nal’dar’s light saber from the distance that flew from her position.
Finally having a chance to bring the remaining defiant Jedi to her knees, Anakin offered no warning once he summoned forth a wave of Force Stasis. She would be his prisoner along with her friend and he would have the force sensitive beings that he required. Cal fell to the ground and was brought to the catatonic state that came from the power of this mighty command.
Once she fell onto the floor, two of the Dark Troopers prepared a pair of force shackles for both of the acquired prisoners. Anakin ordered his troopers, “Take them to my ship. We shall be taking them prisoner for the journey.” The Dark Troopers obeyed and took the two Jedi keeping them bound and keeping them from being able to escape.

Leaving the capitol building and making his way to his personal shuttle, Anakin opened communications with his droid asking, “PROXY, is the prisoner still stuck in the landing pit?”
PROXY answered his master, “Well not the same exact place master, but he is incapacitated. I believe that the effects of his habit have finally come against him.”
Anakin ordered, “Stay put PROXY. We’ll take him prisoner with the others.”
PROXY responded to the order, “Oh certainly master. It won’t be the hardest for me to stay put.”

Within moments, the two Jedi who had assumed the rebellion were captured and the currently knocked out Jedi was taken onboard the ship with him. It was something that might have seemed suicide to anyone but Anakin Skywalker himself as the three force users were brought into the Emperor’s shuttle. The battle was with its casualties, but it was one that more than finished with all of the best possible scenarios for Anakin. Three force sensitives were in his hands and the journey to Korriban would reap a great reward because of them. The Imperials were left to clean up the mess that had been made on the Dantooine battleground while the Emperor’s shuttle returned to the Devastator. It was a definite signal that the battle upon this planet had been won, but the one that led to the greatest reasoning behind it to be revealed to the few very soon.

Tony woke up on the ship his head splitting with pain he said"oh man i really need to find a remedy for this and my problems with the sith i just wish they would have put me in charge of my own fleet as a commander instead of trying to kill me."a guard saw him awake and aimed at Tony who reached for a lightsaber and found them missing he then used the force to crush the man's lungs and only that he trained hard to learn how to target specific internal organs but it was worth it he grabbed the blaster he marched toward the bridge to speak with Anakin he would kill anyone in his way if he had to.

Tony had to walk through a large training area to reach the bridge and was making himself look like a sith jedi and then when he got about half way across the room when one sith yelled at him"you fallen jedi think your better than us don't you well then taste this."he shot lightning at Tony who blocked it then turned toward him and started to choke him and said"try something like that again and i'll crush you like a full grown rancor crushes a whomp rat got it."and dropped the man who hit a button and said"then prove it."the button released a full grown rancor and Tony threw a lightsaber at it cutting the chest open and then caught his lightsaber and put it away then the same sith yelled"it's not dead yet you fool!"Tony threw him to the rancor for food the rancor willingly ate the sith then roared at Tony who used the force to grab the cut he had made and rip it wider and wider until the rancor was almost inside out then he yelled to everyone in attendance"who wants to test my blood lust now huh who is eager to die!"when nobody replied he continued his walk and got onto a elevator leading to the bridge and went straight to Anakin and said"you wanted to talk then speak."he drew his lightsabers in case Anakin wanted to fight round two.

It was not long before the Devastator was ready to make its way to another destination of its journey when the rebellion on Dantooine was crushed. As soon as the three force sensitive prisoners were locked within their prisons, the reporting officer of the Devastator reported to his Emperor, “My lord, in accordance to your orders the prisoners have been detained and will be secured for the duration of the journey.”
Anakin ordered, “Excellent. Begin the jump to hyperspace. Set a course for Korriban.”
The officer turned to the main controls of the ship and confirmed, “Yes my lord.” Not many within the Devastator were greatly anticipating the trip to Korriban, but knew that it was against wisdom to say so otherwise. The planet that once was home to the Sith carried the dark side on a planetary scale that only those truly attuned to this side of the force would be able to handle.
With the forces of the empire victorious on Dantooine, the Devastator turned its attention away from the planet and focused instead a path towards another planet in its journey. It would not be long before the occupants were brought to the planet that some felt embodied the dark side of the force itself. Now with his captives, Anakin had everything he would need in order to complete his search for the power he desired.
Once the jump to hyperspace had been made, two of the four force sensitive users had made their way to the main bridge of the ship. One was recognized as the drunken mad man who went on a rampage but the other was recognizable as the Darth Animosity that the Anakin was waiting to see. Anakin greeted, “Welcome Lord Animosity, Sir Garcia. I have brought you both here for a proposition once we have set ground on the next planet.” Bringing up a screen of the two Jedi prisoners, he explained, “These are two of the Jedi who have sought to instigate a rebellion on Dantooine. Once we have arrive at our destination, we will drop them to a specific location with no way to escape. When they have made their arrival, I will offer you both the chance to ascend in the Empire. You will seek them out and kill them. Whoever returns alive will be enlisted in the Imperial Navy and given command of a fleet.”
It was a perfect way for Anakin to rid himself of two force users who had caused him issues. Once they arrived on Korriban, all he needed was to see the two Jedi dead and then he would have what he needed to search for the deep secrets. Hopefully there wouldn’t be any further complications and this incentive would be enough to make them want to hunt down two troublesome Jedi.

Tony started walking away and said"i've no problem that i have no sense of right or wrong so killing comes naturally he might have trouble i sense no hate in him."as a storm trooper got in his way then got a reward of flying lessons straight into another trooper Tony said"oops my bad"his voice was sadistic.

The immense power channeled within the man was awe-striking, Nal'dar's first instinct was to run, but then he might go after Cal. Devising some semblance of a plan, she jumped forward just enough to avoid the attack, but not enough to allow him to go after Cal without being killed. She didn't think she would be able to keep this up for long, but she had to try, she wasn't alone after all, the other Sith was there. Hopefully he wouldn't fire any more anti-matter pods on the surface, he must've not thought that one through too much...

Cal felt the great disturbance in the Force as she sprinted away from the battlefield, she had no time to help, she needed to get to the Nexus point...

After a few minutes of running, Cal stopped at the top of a mountain over-looking the valley. It was covered with rocks and statues, in the center was a spire-like building, with dozens of excavation sites around the mountains into the tombs of ancient Sith Kings, and Lords... The dark side was nigh-overpowering in the presence of so much Passion, and ancient hate... Most Jedi would be unable to keep with the light in such a place, but Cal needed to be strong... She took a step closer to the place, then heard a voice:

"A Jedi? In this land...?" Cal turned to the voice, it was a Spirit, an apparition of the dark-side of the force, it appeared to be an ancient Sith Lord, Naga Sadow. His facial features were skewed, from many years of breeding with the ancient species of the Sith. He continued talking, "Why would a warrior of light be in a place such as this...?"

"To eliminate the dark side from this place..." Cal said, standing tall and trying to seem confident.

"You cannot... it is impossible, this planet's core is infused with the dark side, there is no way to alleviate it..."

"I can try..."

"You truly are foolish little Jedi, the Sith are more powerful than anyone could possibly imagine... Look at the new Dark lord, Vader, what a striking and powerful man, do you believe you can actually defeat him?"

Another voice chimed in, "She can, and she will Sadow..."

Cal looked to her left, it was a human, dressed in Jedi Robes, he didn't look familiar to Cal...

"Anjuta Pall... why do you still haunt this place... you were taken to the light if I recall...?" Sadow said, laughing.

"Anjuta Pall? Didn't Darth Revan free you from this place?" Cal inquired.

"He freed me from the clutches of 20,000 years of darkness... and I repay him by helping the occasional worthy Jedi that wanders to my burial ground..." Pall said, smiling.

"You are a fool, all the Jedi are fools, the Sith are eternal, the Sith will win! Darkness is the right path! You know it to be true girl!" Sadow said. Cal made a fist then thrust it through his spirit. He laughed and said, "Do you really think he can defeat the Dark side? A Sith never dies!"

Cal smirked then used an immensely powerful force light, the Spirit of Naga Sadow screamed then disappeared... forever...

"Jedi, what is your name?" Pall asked Cal.

"Cal," she said, nodding and smiling.

"I will help guide you to the epicenter of the Nexus, quick we must hurry!" The spirit began to move quickly down the mountain, Cal followed...

"We'll stand watch vader couldn't possiblely beat all of us these droids are replicating the entire jedi council and there's more on board one that even copies masters obi wan kanobi and his master they can simulate any jedi imagineable even revan they could even make lord malak but i think using the special droid i have will work."he said as he pressed a buttion on his wrist communicater a droid thwt pulsed with both sides of the force came out as Revan he said"where is malak?" Tony replied"dead we need you to help defeat the new dark lord master."Tony said as he got down onto one knee he turned his head towards Cal and yelled"get moving now i'm not gonna wait forever!"

Cal was immensely annoyed by the actions of the semi-Sith. She yelled at him, "What the hell you Gamorrean Man-Pig!?"

As soon as she finished her insult, blasts from Turbolaser cannons fired down on the planet, the intersecting wealth of cavern and tombs below them gave way, collapsing around them, in a posthaste effort to protect herself from collapse she started to levitate, just in case the ground beneath them collapsed as well. Luckily, and much to Cal's surprise, the ground beneath them didn't collapse, but nearly all the ground around them was scorched and broken.

"I think that was a warning shot..." Cal said, "Vader knows that we're trying to seal the Nexus..." She then thought to herself, I guess he has more faith in my than myself... "What can we do now...?"

Nal'dar was charging in from behind Cal and the other man, but Turbolaser cannons fired on the planet surface, not hitting her but causing the ground beneath her to collapse, making her fall into the ground, she deflected most of the debris that came her way, but she was unable to stop it all, one hit her in the head, knocking her out on the top of a pile of rubble...

Cal wandered up the stairs of the spire. This was the center, it must be the nexus, she thought to herself. As she entered the large building, she looked around, it was dark, and old, but not the epicenter of the nexus...

"Damn..." Cal said out loud, "They must not have excavated the entire valley..."

She stepped out of the spire and looked at the semi-sith, she shook her head and stepped down the stairs. She started thinking to herself, There must be some way to locate the nexus... It must be the one of the powerful or older Sith Lord's tomb!

With a new sense of hope she called out to the semi-sith, "Hey, it's not here but I think if we can find King Adas's tomb, it'll probably be there, but I have no idea how to find it!" Then she thought a moment, "Wait! Vader must be at the nexus! My senses are shot to hell with this dark side energy, could you find him?"