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Hey folks. I back with another exciting story for my Star Wars AU.
This takes place a few weeks after my SWTCW/ROTS story, 'The End is Near'.
It's about the beginning of the Yuuzhan Vong invasion.
It's called the End of Civilization because it's a Mace Windu quote from the EU, in which he predicted the Vong invasion.
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Story Synopsis: The Clone Wars have ended. Peace seems to have been restored to the galaxy. People begin to rebuild their damaged civilizations and their broken lives after the War that had effected every corner of the galaxy. But unbeknownst to anyone in the known galaxy, even the Jedi, a terrible new threat was waiting to strike from the shadows. A threat that could spell the end of the galaxy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars. It was created by Lucasfilms and is owned by Disney.
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Helska 4, Near the unknown regions, 2 hours after the ceasefire that marks the official end of the Clone Wars.
On a shuttle that was en route towards the planet Helska 4, a squad of Clone Scout Troopers were listening to a broadcast by the new Supreme Chancellor: Tomas Dalyell.
"Everybody shut up and listen," Corporal Spark said, getting the others to sit up and listen.
"At 1000 hours this morning, the Confederacy of Independent Systems signed a formal surrender to the Galactic Congress of the Republic and have concluded a peace treaty. It is with profound relief that I tell you...the Clone Wars are now at an end, and that the Republic, and CIS, will embark on a program of reconciliation and rebuilding to heal the terrible scars-individual and national-that this long, terrible conflict has left upon 'Our' Galaxy. We hope that the smaller CIS states, such as Murkhana, Antar, Helghan, and Gorasnaya, will come to accept our offer of reconciliation and formally agree to the cease-fire in line with other CIS states. Let us now join together, and enjoy this peace in our time."
"Hell ya! The war's over," Crosshairs, the marksman, said.
"That's right. We finally beat those clankers," Patch, the medic said, said.
"Alright alright enough," Sergeant Iceman said. "We're coming up on Helska 4. I want all of you ready for action".
"Sir what are we even doing here? The fighting's over, and that's what we were bred for," Speedy, the scout, said.
"You were bred to serve the Republic. The fighting's over, but now come's the harder part: Keeping the peace. As long as the Republic needs us, we'll answer the call. And as long as people need help, well...we're all they've got," Iceman said. "Am I understood?"
"SIR YES SIR!" They all shouted.
The team of Scout troopers were among several different units that were answering distress signals in the northern quadrant of the Outer Rim.
Their Nu class shuttle flew through the system and landed near where the distress beacon was emanating. It was on Helska 4, a planet that was right on the edge of the unknown regions.
Apparently, it had avoided the war altogether.
But that didn't mean that it was free of troubles.
Iceman took most of the squad and went to invesigate the beacon, which was coming from a military base belonging to the local security forces, while the rest of the team led by Corporal Spark stayed behind to guard the ship.
"Alright everyone. Keep your eyes peeled. We weren't given a welcoming committee so...O My God!" Iceman said.
"Sarge what's wrong, we...Holy Shit!" Speedy exclaimed.
The squad exited the woods and saw the military base.
What was left of it anyway. There were holes blasted into the outer wall. Smoke poured out of some of the buildings. Craters dotted the pavement.
Someone attacked this base.
The question was: Who?
"What happened here?" Patch asked.
"I don't know. But that's what we're hear to find out. Come boys. Let's get down there," Iceman ordered.
The squad moved down towards the base and came up on the outer security gate.
But it was opened...smashed open really...and the checkpoint was unmanned.
"Alright, move through. But keep your eyes peeled," Iceman said.
The team moved through the gate. Every trooper raised their rifle and started scanning their sectors.
They passed the checkpoint, sandbag positions, smashed windows, scorch marks, and blast mark holes.
There were also blood stains. Big ones.
But there were no bodies.
"Where is everyone? Including the bodies," Crosshairs asked.
"Reader. Get your scanner ready," Iceman ordered the scanning technician of the team.
"Yes Sir," Reader said as he pulled out his scanner and started scanning the base for signs of life.
Everyone aimed their rifles in all directions.
"Sarge, this doesn't make sense". Reader said.
"What's wrong trooper?" Iceman asked.
"I..uhm...I'm picking up life signs in all of the buildings," Reader said.
A few troopers looked back at him. They may have had helmets that made them all look identical. But their body language said it all: They were confused.
"The Fuck? I think you need a new scanner. 'Cause that's insane," Speedy said.
"Quiet? Where's the largest concentration?" Iceman asked.
"The Main Hanger Sir. That way," Reader said, pointing to a large building about 200 yards away.
"Then that's our next stop, so let's move!" Iceman said.
The squad got moving towards the main hanger, scanning their sectors and covering each other as they moved.
As the squad kept an eye out for trouble, a trooper hacked the door, getting it to open.
When it opened, the team saw the most disturbing thing that could possibly be observed by anyone.
All over the hanger, the ceiling, floor, and the walls, strange growths were growing.
They looked like reddish-brown eggs. Each of them throbbed.
"My God!" Patch exclaimed.
"Good thing we wear helmets," Speedy commented, thinking that it might smell bad.
"Reader...What the fuck am I looking at!" Iceman demanded.
Reader looked at his scanner.
"Sir...If Im reading this right...These are the base personnel," Reader said.
"Nobody touch anything. Make sure you're recording everything with your visors. Command needs to know everything," Iceman ordered.
Suddenly, a low growling/hissing noise could be heard. Metal began to creak from far away.
Both noises made the squad tense up.
"I've got a bad feeling about this," Crosshairs said.
"Boy, you've always got a bad feeling about somethi-," Patch tried to say when Iceman's comm link went off.
"Sarge. Sarge. Can you hear me?!" Spark said.
Iceman answered. "What's going on soldier?"
Blaster fire could be heard from the other side.
"We've got contacts! Lots of 'em! They're not Separatists! They've taken over the shuttle! They...They're just tearing through us. What? No! NNOOOO!" The trooper screamed before the transmission was cut.
"Corporal. Do you copy? Over!" Iceman said. He turned to Speedy. "Speedy get over to the landing site and find out what the Hell is going on," Iceman ordered.
The growths on the wall began to quiver. And strange breathing noises could be heard throughout the base.
"But Sarge..." Speedy said.
"I Don't Have Time For Your Lip Soldier. I Gave You An Orde..." Iceman said before Speedy interrupted.
BUT Sarge! Listen," Speedy said.
Iceman could hear what everyone else could hear.
"What is that?" Reader asked.
"Where's that coming from Speedy?" Iceman asked.
"Everywhere. I...THERE! Holy Crap!" Speedy said as a door was ripped open to reveal several gray humanoid figures. They were bizarre looking. They had several orange eyes that glowed in the dark, and pointed teeth that grew upwards from their mouths. They each ranged from 4-7 feet tall.
The Clones and the creatures looked at each other.
Then the creatures looked at the ceiling and screeched to high Heaven, their sounds echoing off of the wall, before they charged at the clones with a ferociously inhuman speed.
Two Clones were tackled and pummeled to death, screaming, by the lightning fast creatures before they could raise their rifles to defend themselves.
"Holy Shit!"
"What are Hell are these things?"
"I don't care! Just shut 'em up!" Iceman ordered.
Each Clone fired on the creatures, their blue blaster fire illuminating the dark hanger bay.
The creatures were ripped apart by the Clone's firepower.
Limbs were blown off and blood splattered the ground.
"What the Hell just happened?"
"I don't know but...Sarge...The eggs...They're shaking!"
The quivering eggs began to violently shake before they burst open.
Out of each growth sac came either one of the gray creatures, or a cluster of spider like creatures.
The loth-cat sized spiders had 4 pointed legs, glowing eyes, scorpion-like tails, and mouths with sharp teeth.
Even those creatures hissed.
The creatures all screamed before charging.
"Weapons Free!" Iceman shouted before every remaining clone cut loose with their blaster fire.
Some of the creatures fell, and the spiders exploded if they were hit.
But there were many...many...more to take their place.
Clones were tackled and beaten violently to death, or they were covered in spiders, which stabbed them to death with their sharp legs.
Some clones tried to run out of the hanger, but were caught by more creatures from the other buildings.
The blaster fire stopped.
But the screaming continued.
Eventually, that stopped too.
Then silence.
Whatever happened there on Helska 4 today, It was only the beginning of the End of Civilization.
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