STAR WARS
Fall of the Jedi
Chapter 1
Overhead of the large, bustling city planet of Coruscant approached a fleet of Imperial ships. A squad of tie fighters, with their large, flat panel wings and round cockpits, streaked by, followed by a caravan of white, triangular Imperial shuttles. Two star destroyers were seen beyond.
It was two years now since the formation of the Empire, and the star destroyers were a force to be reckoned with, feared beyond all other ships in the galaxy. But this day, all within view would soon set their eyes on a great ship which would far surpass the might of the star destroyers.
Behind the tie fighters and shuttles came a massive, looming craft. It was ten times as large as a regular star destroyer, and much more powerful. Its name was the Executor, and it was the first of its class. It was one its way from Corellia where it had been in the building for two years. Now it approached the center of the Empire, Coruscant, to enter into duty.
On the deck of the ship was a large platform which was surrounded by a great view screen showing an almost 180 degree view of the space outside. The Imperial officers marched along the bridge in their prim, grey uniforms. Below the bridge platform in pits were the control centers of the ship which were being ran by lesser officers and Imperial engineers.
"We are with in shuttle range, Admiral," one of the men reported to Admiral Ween, the commanding officer of the ship.
"Excellent," Admiral Ween answered, "Send word to Lord Vader that his ship has arrived and is ready for commissioning."
"Yes sir."
Down below on the surface of the planet, Darth Vader paced the balcony floor of his mighty castle. The castle of Darth Vader was a suiting home of the great Sith lord, as black and imposing as the man himself. The palace was structured as an ascending pyramid of glassy, black, monolithic stone which glistened over the cityscape around it. Only one other building here in Coruscant was more menacing, and that was the Imperial Palace itself.
Darth Vader was the right hand of the Emperor, and most of the galaxy was now in his control. There were now very few of the Jedi left to resist him, and those that still remained were now all too weak. None could withstand the might of Vader now. He had grown in his dark powers since that fateful day when he gave himself over to the service of the Emperor.
He had spent the last two years hunting the surviving Jedi throughout the galaxy. There were still many out there, he could feel them in the Force. But the Empire was growing everyday, and soon there would be no where for the Jedi to hide.
"Lord Vader, the Executor has arrived," a voice spoke over an intercom system out on the balcony.
"Excellent," Vader spoke back in his deep, hollow voice, "Inform the Admiral I will be arriving on the ship shortly for inspection."
If Vader could smile through his menacing black helmet, he would have. His new ship would help him greatly in the hunt for the remaining Jedi. It was the largest, most powerful ship in the galaxy, the first built of its kind. It could reach one end of the outer rim to the other faster than any ship before it. When this ship would come down on a planet, none could escape it. All systems would now tremble before him, if they dared not to already.
Darth Vader paused for a moment and stared up into the night sky of Coruscant with his black-gloved hands behind his back. Then he swiftly turned his head back around and marched out from the balcony.
The white, tri-winged Imperial shuttle sailed up to the hull of the massive Executor, through the ever-moving lines of traffic coming to and from the surface of the planet into the strata of space above.
The shuttle entered the docking bay of the hip and landed. Darth Vader exited the shuttle and was met by a troop of white-armored stormtroopers and a group of officers, including Admiral Ween.
"Admiral, what is the status of the ship?"
"The Executor is fully operational. It is now going through spot checks by the engineers and is being entered into the naval registry."
"When will it be able to depart?" Vader asked as his breathing apparatus made the same repetitive breathing sounds.
"Depart on a mission you mean, Lord?" Ween asked, surprised by the question.
"Yes."
"Well," he stuttered, "We could be able to be ready in two days I should think, Lord Vader."
"That is not acceptable Admiral," Vader turned to his inferior, shaking a black finger in front of him, "I wish to leave today."
With that Vader marched out of the dock and up to the bridge to survey his new command post.
The officers were all filled with fear by the presence of their new commander. But this was Vader's ship, and they were all at his beckon. He stared out into the vastness of space beyond Coruscant. He had waited two years for his ship to be built. He was now anxious to use it, to go out into the universe and find the last of his foes, the last of the enemies of the Sith.
Admiral Ween had to jog to catch up to Lord Vader, and he panted as he reached him on the bridge.
"Where is our first destination, Lord Vader?" he asked. He knew arguing with Darth Vader about the shi not being ready in time was useless, and he would not survive that conversation if he had it. His only option was to somehow make sure that the ship would be ready.
"Boz Pity," Vader answered deeply, not bothering to turn from the view screen to answer, "The search of that planet by our troops has been insufficient. There are Jedi there. They have been hiding there for two years. That is unacceptable. Their time there has come to an end."
As he said this, he squeezed his hand into a fist and raised it to the height of his head. His anger had gotten the best of him, and nearby, one of the handles on a control panel was snapped off suddenly. Vader paid it no heed.
"Prepare to depart immediat4ely," Vader commanded as he walked past Admiral Ween and left the bridge."
"Ye-yes sir, Lord Vader," Ween quivered behind him. He then composed himself and went back into command mode.
"Set a course for Boz Pity," he ordered the men in the control pits.
Vader marched down the halls of the ship to inspect his private chamber. As we walked, he would feel the weighty bulk of the ship turning around and preparing to set out.
The great Super Star Destroyer turned course from Coruscant and moved away from the planet. Two other Imperial-class Destroyers moved quickly out of its way. The Executor now charged ahead, building up speed, and only a moment later it went into hyperspace and was gone.