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This story is dedicated to my fan, and, more importantly, friend, Jedi Ani Unduli. She is a fantastic writer, and a kind-hearted person.
Star Wars belongs to George Lucas and Lucasfilm Ltd. Thamius, Laron, and Myrina belong to me.
Iridonia: a peaceful planet in the Mid Rim of the galaxy. The planet isn't a rich one, but its citizens are happy. They live in villages and towns scattered across the surface. Iridonia has stayed out of the Clone Wars. Without a weak army, they had no way to help either side and to help itself. That is why it was the perfect target.
Thamius stood on the command bridge of his transport. A droid approached him timidly. It didn't know much, but it knew that the general had a very short temper, especially when it came to dealings with droids.
"We're ready to land, sir."
"Good." Thamius turned and looked at the droid with cold blue eyes. "What are we waiting for, then?" He sighed. Incompetent droid. "Begin the invasion."
"Yes, sir."
The Corellian general remained on the command bridge, staring out at the planet in front of them. He laughed to himself slightly. Iridonia had no defense. This would be the quickest invasion he had ever led. He looked around the command deck. All the droids were working diligently and quietly, just the way he liked it. While walking off the command bridge, he slicked back his black hair with his hand and stopped by one of the droids.
"Summon me when we land."
"Yes, sir."
Thamius continued and went to his quarters. He sat down in a chair and stretched out his limbs, relaxing. He shut his eyes and took a quick nap.
The droid transports landed within moments. The landing site was not far from the Iridonian military base. Although the outside of the base seemed calm and uneventful, there was pure chaos inside. The officers were frantically trying to contact nearby planets, but their communications were jammed. They were sitting ducks.
"What do we do?"
"Why have the Separatists come?"
"What about our families?"
The frenzy seemed ceaseless. None of the officers had ever seen a battle, let alone an invasion. Their general stood quietly looking outside, deep in thought. One officer went up to him with a desperate gleam in his eyes.
"What do we do, General?"
The room went completely silent as the officers waited for their command. The general took a deep breath, still staring out the window. After a few moments of tenuous silence, he turned to the officer.
"We stand our ground. We're not giving up this base without a fight." He stood up straight and turned to his other officers. "My loyal soldiers, we are Iridonians. We will not go down easily. Let's show those damn Separatists what we are made of!"
The men gave a cry of agreement. They stood in their position, ready for anything. Almost anything.
Suddenly, the walls of the base were blown in. Several of the men were killed when pieces of the wall collided with their bodies. Droids piled in to the base, firing upon the Iridonian soldiers constantly. Two of the officers ducked underneath the fire and made their way to the general.
"Hurry, sir, we must get you to safety!"
"No! I will stay and fight."
"Sir, we must get you to safety! You are our only commander!"
The general sighed as he silently agreed with the truth in that statement. He followed the two officers out of the room and into a small closet-like hideout near the back of the base.
In the battle, officers were shot down quicker than they could blink. Within a few moments, all of the officers that were in the base, except for the two with the general, were dead. Thamius walked in through a broken wall, stepping over dead bodies. He kicked some out of the way as he made his way further into the base.
"Is this all of them?"
"As far as we know, sir."
"Where is their general?" He looked around. "These men are all wearing the same uniform. A general would have more medals on his jacket than these officers. He must still be alive, then, and somewhere nearby. He couldn't have gotten far."
The droids looked at each other, confused. They followed Thamius as he made his way to the back of the base. He found the door that stood between him and the general, and chuckled.
"They think a door will stop me."
He ripped open the door. Inside the small room, the two officers were trembling. The general sat up straight and looked Thamius in the eyes.
"I believe it is time for you to surrender, General. I promise to make your death quick and painless."
"You think I'll surrender to the likes of you?" The Iridonian general smiled. "I would never do such a thing."
"You have no choice, you foolish man." Thamius took out a blaster and pointed it at the general's head. "Surrender or die."
"I would rather die than give you what you want willingly."
"Very well." Thamius shot the general in the middle of the forehead. He watched with a smirk as the Iridonian's body twitched a few more times before it stopped all movements. Thamius looked to the other officers. "And what will you do, resist bravely and be forgotten, or surrender and join me?"
"We will die."
Without another word, Thamius shot them both in the stomach, letting their stomach acids devour their insides to kill them. He turned around and walked out into the main part of the base.
"Droids, clear out these bodies and burn them."
"Yes sir."
The droids dragged the bodies outside and lit them on fire. The smell of burning flesh and death floated into the base. This didn't faze General Thamius Lylothian, however. He was used to it.