Hello, everyone, and thank you for continuing to check out my alternate version of the Sequel Trilogy. This story is a sequel to my previous story, Episode VII: Dreams of the Force. That story took elements of The Force Awakens, but ultimately went in its own direction. I highly recommend you read Dreams of the Force before reading this story, as many events from it are referenced here. This story has almost no connection to The Last Jedi, its film counterpart; again, this is an entirely alternate continuity.
I hope you enjoy The Resistance Dies, and any and all feedback is welcome.
A long time ago in a galaxy far,
far away…
EPISODE VIII
THE RESISTANCE DIES
Dysfunction reigns in the galaxy.
The Senate is in disarray under the
leadership of President TYK ZYR, as
rumors of the surviving Sith continue
to spread, and more and more planets
are losing loyalty.
The sinister KYLO REN is the most
hunted fugitive in the galaxy. The
crimes of the SITH IMPERIALISTS
have reached the ears of a new generation
who have sought him out, eager to
learn the ways of the darkside of the Force
from a Skywalker.
Far off in the Outer Rim, on the ocean
planet Threet, a small salvage mission
makes its way to the surface, ready to
decommission one of the last remaining
Imperial Star Destroyers, but a perilous
danger is afoot….
CHAPTER I
From space, Threet always liked like a simple planet; it had no land or clouds, so it could easily mistaken for a blue speck. Right now, a ship was beginning its docking procedure, ready to land.
The Valiant was one of the few remaining Coalition ships. The Coalition had been established under President Organa's administration in order to galvanize the democratic planets, but under the current one had been mostly sidelined for minor missions. Still, in the last three years, several Star Destroyers had been found, decommissioned, and destroyed, ending all remnants of the former Empire. This one had been located on Threet, submerged somewhere in its waters, and was believed to be the last one officially registered.
The crew of the Valiant, consisting of five Coalition members, prepared for their descent. This would be a nice final mission before heading back to Coruscant.
Kylo Ren awoke with a jolt. He looked like hell, but being a fugitive for three years had a way of doing that to you. He had, as of late, stopped wearing his mask, though he kept it by his side at all times. His face was round, accompanied by his long, greasy black hair. A large scar covered his face, right were Luke Skywalker had struck him in their last duel. It was a shame he still lived with.
He had spent the last three years slowly seeking out the few remaining members of the Sith Imperialists who had run off since the loss of the Finalizer at the Battle of Hosnian Prime. In addition to them, he had sought out other darkside Force-users, hoping to spread the ways of the Sith. But, he had become the most hunted fugitive in the galaxy in the time that had passed, and so he had simply let rumors of his name spread while he took refuge on the Supremacy, the last Star Destroyer. He had then crash-landed it onto Threet in order to avoid detection and had lived there all alone ever since. Until now.
The Valiant was landing on the ocean of Threet, near the Supremacy. The crew stepped out, ready to salvage what they could from the ship.
Ren took a look at those disembarking, getting a good feel for them. He could easily Force-choke all of them if he had to, but he'd prefer to leave one alive if he could, if only to spread his name.
As he prepared to step forward, suddenly large shots were fired at the Valiant!
"What's going on?" the crew members asked, looking confused, but two were gunned down. Ren looked and saw a tie-fighter had dropped down from the sky. With only a few shots, it destroyed the Valiant in one large explosion!
The three remaining crew members fell to the ocean, and began to try and swim towards the Supremacy. Just as they did, the tie-fighter coasted into the ocean and came to a stop only a few feet away from them.
"Stop where you are, coalition scum!" a woman's voice yelled.
And out of the tie-fighter, a tall blonde woman emerged. She was wearing traditional Sith garbs, though her hood had fallen off. She raised her hand and immediately began to Force-choke all three of the crew members.
Ren was in awe. The Force was strong with this woman; he had never seen anyone like this ever before. He decided to reveal himself. He emerged from the Supremacy's wreckage.
"Release them!" he cried. The woman looked at him, but kept her grip on her prey.
"So you've decided to show yourself, Kylo Ren."
"You are one of the Sith I have been seeking," he said, "And I appreciate you coming here today, but let me take care of these myself."
"Very well."
She released them and he immediately Force-choked them to death! It felt good.
"What's your name?" he asked this woman.
"I am Darth Phasma," she said, "And I see I've learned what most excites you. I came to seek you out. To tell that a group of Sith rebels are gathering on Parnassos."
"A gathering?"
"The Sith are finally rebuilding," she said, "Finally there are enough of us to have learned from Darth Sidious's legacy. We all have heard stories of you; we want you to join us."
"Lead the way," Kylo Ren said, "I'll follow you in my Star Destroyer."
"That thing can still fly?"
"Just watch."
And as Darth Phasma flew out of Threet's orbit, she was surprised to see the Supremacy follow behind her, piloted entirely by Ren. She felt good, knowing she had made her conquest.