Main Characters:

Darth Stiria/Pasha Teleios (Human female, Sith)

Darth Mundos (Human male, Sith) - Past Sith inquisitor

Lord Ceptus/Aki Teleios (Human male, Sith)

Eugeneia Teleios (Human female, child, imperial.) - Future Sith Warrior

Zenna Teleios (Human female, child, imperial.)

Vaynna Teleios (Human female, child, imperial.)

General Hawe (Human male, Republic solder.)

Master Ethtony (Human male, Jedi master.)

Jonga (Mirialan male, Jedi apprentice.)

Fatchboy (Human male, child, republic.)

AN/I'm not a native, but I do appreciate any constructive criticism, even if grammar related.

NOTE: I can't write who the Jedi knight will be, he or she will be reviled trough the story.

The FF is rated T for blood and violence.

Wrath Of Zilos

Prologue

While the Republic was busy battling mandelorian forces, the Empire took its advantage to expand.

Zilos, was only one of many independent planets the Empire has occupied and covered with their red and white flags. It was a rainforest land, claimed by peaceful creatures with tribal camps and shops of the co-peaceful natives laying about. Despites its primitively, the planet held great value to both the Empire and the Republic, due to it's wide selection of bioanalytical supplies the native Gots traded for a few scraps of septsilk.

Though the leftover pieces of fabric meant little to the wealthy Empire, they urged to cut the Republic from the cheaply bought supplies, by making the fertile planet theirs in entirety.

According to Moff Triton's reports to the Dark Council, the current situation on Zilos was exceeding expectations. The planet was already theirs, and so were the enslaved Gots. Now, all that was left for him and his men to do, was to pack and ship some of the supplies back to Kass City. This claim was repeatedly stated for months however, and the galactic news soon claimed otherwise. Unfortunately for him, the information of rogue Republic and jedi interference reached the council members.

"An Imperial furry? " Moff Triton's jaw dropped for a second, but he quickly shook off the anxiety, turning to his wounded soldiers,"Quite mocking about, and retreat to camp!"

The ship made a 30 degree turn, before landing a few feet away from the Moff. Much to the Moff's fear, Darth Mundos exited the shuttle, offering a sly smile to the Moff who ran his way to great the council member,"My lord," he bowed.

Darth Mundos absorbed the situation. Behind the Moff, there were healthy imperial stormtroopers, standing their ground. Further away however, paced a larger group of wounded solders, who were barely making their way through the soil.

"I didn't think, the republic would give you this much trouble?"

He could sense the Moff tremble.

"No sir. There were but a dozen of them, we were winning until the Jedi arrived."

"Jedi? " Mundos raised a brow, pretending to be surprised,"And what of our peace treaty?"

"We're guessing they've gone rogue sir."

The dark council member nodded slowly, still smirking down at the Moff who held his half-kneeling position. The Moff gulped.

"My lord I - AHHH!"

Before he could finish his sentence, a blaze of lightning cut through his flesh.

Darth Mundos grinned at the sight, absorbing the terror and pain of Moff Triton. The Dark Lord wouldn't pull his lightsaber out just yet, he would relish the moment. This torture, and even the death of Moff Triton, would be only the begging.

The Darth was ready to reclaim the planet for the Empire. He was certain that under his command, Zilos would be theirs for good, and the rogue republicans would fall dead.