Prologue: The Awakening
On the edge of the galaxy, far from the reaches of civilisation, there once was nothing but an empty stretch of space. That changed millennia ago. A planetoid, formed purely out of the Force. Flora and fauna unseen anywhere else in the galaxy bloomed and flourished. Yet among all this, a single grey monolith towered above everything else. For millennia, this monolith had stood, silent and still, unmoving through the ages, yet not a single plant was able to grow on its smooth stone surface. The Force-sensitive animals which thrived on this planetoid's surface never approached it, for it radiated a strange Force presence.
On a day just like any other, the monolith towered over all else on the planetoid, dimly illuminated by the distant star's purple light. But today something was different. Tendrils of the Force snaked out of the ground, gathering around each other in front of the monolith. The tendrils coalesced into a humanoid figure, then solidified into an old bearded man. He opened his eyes. White pupils and black irises. His eyes gave the appearance of being infinitely deep.
The old man approached the monolith, wordlessly standing before it. For the first time in millennia, the grey building reacted. A circular doorway appeared in the smooth seamless wall, and the old man stepped through. Inside, it was all dark, but the man gestured, and the room lit up with a soft light, despite there being no visible light bulbs. The light was powered by the Force, and it glowed gently without the harshness of artificial light. This light illuminated the entirety of the room, revealing its contents. Two rows of cryosleep tubes, facing each other across the narrow room, stretched as far as the eye could see. There must have been at least three hundred of these tubes, each containing a human, male and female. The old man knew that there were many other levels in this building, each identical to this one. But for now, he only needed one hundred.
Raising his arms, he reached out in the Force. Inside a hundred cryosleep tubes, 100 pairs of eyes opened. The tubes opened with a soft pneumatic hiss. The naked figures stepped forth. From the seamless roof descended smooth robotic arms, methodically disconnecting tubes and removing oxygen masks. After the arms had retreated back into the roof, the floor panels opened on unseen hinges. Special racks rose out, containing the equipment of the humans. Armor, robes, helmets, and of course weapons. The lightsabers were ultra-smooth like the grey monolith, with no visible seam except for the activation button. They were either pure black or pure white, with some dual-ended lightsabers having both colours, one on each side.
The hundred raised their arms as one, and their grey armoured robes swirled around them, wrapping themselves around the humans. After that, they grabbed the helmets, and slipped them on, concealing their faces with the silver visor. They strapped their lightsabers to their belts, and they were ready. The old man gave them a once-over, then dissipated into Force energy.
The hundred wordlessly made their way up to the highest level. There, instead of cryosleep tubes, was a massive hangar containing thousands of large round objects. Meditation spheres. The hundred climbed into their own spheres, and again wordlessly, took off in different directions, to the different sectors of the galaxy.
They were ready to do their duty. They were the Hundred. They were the Grey Knights. They were of the Grey Order. They had Awakened.
A/N hey all this is my first ever fanfiction, do feel free to leave a review commenting on my writing or if you have any plot ideas and name ideas, would really much appreciate any comments. thanks all
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Darkrai
