To say that the general populations of the galaxy's civilian denizens reacted to the destruction of Coruscant with shock and horror would be an understatement.

Within the first two weeks of the planet's loss, riots erupted throughout all the major sectors on well-known Inner Rim planets like Commenor, Chandrila, Corulag, etc. The established Hapan and Imperial presences on these worlds did their best to quell the resultant chaos, even in spite of the fact that their presences only added to the anarchy; it was quite clear what the people thought of the death of the Galactic Federation of Free Alliances.

The Outer Rim worlds were worse. With less concentrated efforts from the Consortium and Remnant forces at the planets and systems there, it came to no surprise that the likes of Bespin, Dac, Clak'dor, and Caluula fell into such turmoil that it was projected by Hapan and Imperial statisticians and analysts wouldn't properly rebuild their local civilizations for another decade or so, on average. And that was assuming that the leadership of Queen Mother Allana Djo Solo and Head of State Vitor Reige could reestablish peace and order in the Inner Rim by the end of the half-year.

As for what little remained of the Galactic Alliance, the government was no little more than a scattered organization - organization being a loose term here - spread throughout as many hidden locations in the galaxy as they could. Informally, however, they were now being led by former Confederation General Wedge Antilles, who didn't take it well when Prime Minister Genna Delpin - without the support of Denjax Teppler, of course - announced that the government was backing out of the war against the Hapans and Imperials. So it came to no surprise when he, with his loyal crew aboard the Star Destroyer Harrier, decided to go rogue and lend their support to the New Rebellion, as the Galactic Alliance now called itself, under the unofficial leadership of Captain Mirax Terrik Horn of the Star Destroyer Errant Venture.

Reading all of this from his datapad in the comfort of his suite in the Hapan Fountain Palace, Darth Plagueis couldn't help but grin maliciously. With the galaxy so embroiled in chaos now, it would be easier for his Yuuzhan Vong from the reality that Djo Solo sent him to to infiltrate the now-flailing infrastructures of the Hapes Consortium and the Imperial Remnant. He wondered if anyone would even notice if there was disguised Vong among their number working to crumble what civilization there was left; he figured that by the end of what he proclaimed to be the Quiet Yuuzhan Vong Invasion, it would be too late for anyone to stop him or his loyal technophobe followers.

And as for Djo Solo herself, Plagueis knew that she was too busy managing all the chaos occurring that there was nothing she could do to try to free her mother's spirit from his grasp, even if she was physically able to.

Oh, it was all going so smoothly, Plagueis thought. He bet that not even his treacherous apprentice Palpatine had it this easy when he was manipulating the Old Republic throughout the course of the Clone Wars to bring about the downfall of that government and of the Old Jedi Order. After all, Plagueis didn't even need to hide in plain sight; here he was, living as an indefinite guest under the reluctant grace of the Hapan Queen Mother, his intentions all but clear to her that he intended to take over all of reality. Granted, of course, only he knew that his Yuuzhan Vong were infiltrating the galaxy now, but even if Djo Solo found out about that, he knew she could do nothing against him or his plans lest she wish to see her mother's ghost suffer more under his power.

He frowned as one thought came to him; the one chink in his plans concerning the Quiet Yuuzhan Vong Invasion; the rebellion led by their former Supreme Overlord.

Onimi.

No matter with him, Plagueis waved off. His meager rebellion will be crushed along with that disgusting Shamed One, along with that ever-treacherous Nom Anor. Yet, even with Onimi's power and Nom Anor's influence - still under his guise as Yu'shaa the Prophet - there was still one person that Plagueis feared most: Jacen Solo, the one who ultimately sided with Onimi and Nom Anor back in the reality where Plagueis took over the Vong. And aided by that enigmatic Fosh, Vergere, there was no telling how powerful that Solo would be against him.

Even with his immortality dispensing with his need to breathe, Plagueis still allowed a sigh of relief to escape him when the thought came to him that Solo, aided by Vergere and their Vong rebellion, were all that he needed to worry about. And since they were so few to worry about anyway - at least for now - Plagueis figured that his plans would go swimmingly after all.

It wasn't as if that Jaden Korr could hope to revive the Jedi Order.

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"It's only a matter of time now, Master Korr," Sekotan Magister Danni Quee said, standing next to the aforementioned Grand Master as they watched their Jedi apprentices spar each other in La'okio's established training courtyard. "I know your apprentices will be ready, and this time, they will defeat Darth Plagueis once and for all, and set true Balance to the Force."

"I truly hope so," Jaden said as he looked at Danni. "The last time the Jedi confronted Plagueis, it ended disastrously. I'm lucky I was the only one to make it out alive; and even then, with no disrespect intended to Allana Solo, I was saved by a little ten-year-old girl."

"One who had become one with the Force for a while," Danni countered diplomatically. "Just as her father once had."

Jaden grimaced. "I hope she doesn't fall to the idea of the Unifying Force like her father did. That was what destroyed him, and with his daughter ruling the Consortium..."

Danni silenced him with a wave. "She won't falter like her father. I've foreseen it."

"Then can you see whether or not we can win against Plagueis?" Jaden asked.

Danni sighed. "The Force is silent to me on that, Master Korr."

"Me, too," Jaden replied soberly.