Chapter One
153 ABY (Galactic Standard Calendar), System of Earth, Third Planet from the Sun, on continent of North America (United States), White House, Washington D.C.
"What a quaint little place," Herro said, his well mannered white beard watching as the city grew. "Very clean, organized," Herro complimented as they approached the place, "very much like the capital of the Sith Empire. It is like Bastion but on a much smaller scale."
Aion nodded grudgingly. "Indeed."
The Nu-class Imperial Shuttle dropped into complete view of the vast city; at least, it would have if the people could have seen it. Like most of what he had discovered by pillaging Ra's caches, he had learned how to add basic yet effective Cloaking technology.
Most of his ships had them, the Devastator classes anyway. It was yet one more advantage over the False Empire and he had a hundred of the modern Super Star Destroyers left over with Fel. He had studied the planet and learned that the planet was still fractured with politics and borders and religion. He also learned hat the 'USAF' ship was the only of its kind and on par with the other pyramid ships he had met long ago.
The USAF, he also learned, stood for United States Air Force which was apparently the dominant force with the most powerful military. He was not surprised to hear that he would be meeting their president – a Henry Hayes and some other delegates who had detected his ship with basic satellites. "Remember," he hissed, "make a good example, make sure your energy shields are equipped and are on low power. They use projectiles but that does not make them weak – or must I remember the Battle of Endor from Old Empire?"
The Stormtroopers and the Admiral shook their head.
By now they were hovering above the big White House, a crowd of men and woman standing in font of the building. Sensors also indicated 30 men hiding in some areas around them, bodyguards perhaps. "Make sure we cannot be seen by others and lower the cloak."
Aion felt the shock and confusion from the gathers, overflowing emotions as the shuttle landed. Following proper procedure, the 10 white armored Stormtroopers marched out with their Rifles on shoulder. Then the Grand Admiral walked out with his two Imperial Crimson Guards.
Finally he walked out; making sure his armor was barely visible on his dark robe, carefully hiding his weapon. He made a bend and tilted his head toward a man in a dark blue suit with white hair and an elderly but fierce look. "I presume you to be Mr. President Hayes, Lord of the Empire of America?"
The man had a strange look on his face. "Call me Mr. President," he said, "America is not an Empire, just a country."
Aion's eyes glowed brighter at his mistake. Of course America wasn't an Empire, but it had many of the same principles of the True Empire he had merely assumed it was an Empire. "Forgive – a mistake I will not make again. I was told we would meet a few others – I presume these are the people?"
The Mr. President nodded. "Yes, these are the ambassadors that the countries who know about 'something in space.' These ambassadors are from Britain, Russia and China. " Aion knew that the first country was from 'Europe,' the second and third in 'Asia.' "Right, let's talk in my office."
"Stand down," the Lord said to the Stormtroopers, "stand next to the ship, and follow me Herro."
Bowing slightly the Grand Admiral followed. "My, my, much more colorful that your office my Lord," Herro commented as they entered what the people of this planet called 'the oval office.'
Taking a seat, Aion soon discover the discomfort of sitting in a chair with his cape and lightsaber. His face, if they were able to see it, flushed with embarrassment as he removed the weapon and his cape. However, without his cape, everyone in the room was now able to see his armor.
Forged from Mandalorian iron they had bought from a Mandalorion on Mandalore a few years ago, it covered his chest with a single gem stuck near the neck, gauntlets, and leg guards. The armor was impervious to all types of blaster shots and could even block a lightsaber, that that it was needed since these people barely were on the road to creating a laser based weapon.
The leader called Hayes was the first to stop gawking at the armor. "That's a nice suit you go there," he said, "What's it for?"
Aion tilted his head sideways: "For combat of course Mr. President. Where I am from we were involved in a war that has destroyed thousands if not millions of lives already. This armor is a rare mineral that it impervious to our standard weapons and even more. Only those soldiers such as myself, the Imperial Knights, the Emperor, or the Mandalore's can wear it.
"What war, are you fighting the Goa'uld too?" A man asked who, by the planet's standard, a high ranking officer, a General. Aion tilted his head in confusion – who were the Goa'uld? He voiced his question. Everyone looked at him confusion or in shock, suspicion on some.
"If would please explain gentlemen?" Herro asked, crossing his arms over his chest as he waited.
"Well, the Goa'uld is the major power in the galaxy," Hayes started, "I don't know too much but I do know something's. A thousand or so years ago they came to Earth and posed as Gods, taking our people off the planet and spreading them across their Empire as slaves. Eventually we rebelled and they forgot about us. However a few years ago we made contact through an artifact and killed one of their leaders who were the God of the Sun Ra."
'Perhaps then Ra met another Ra or took his place,' Aion thought at the news. He had no idea there had been another Ra in this galaxy.
"Later one of their leaders attacked us with some troops and we restarted the program which helped us defeat Ra. Ra was their Supreme System Lord and when he died the other System Lords are fighting for power. Still, there are other threats in the galaxy. They're just the most powerful because they control most of the galaxy and its people."
Then another of the men, a man with the rank Colonel and named Chekov spoke with an accent that he learned to be Russian in the European continent. "With the introductions out of the way," he said bluntly, "How are you in war without being at war with the Goa'uld?"
Aion smiled behind his mask. "Ah, you see this is the fascinating part. A decade or two ago, our time is different from yours, the True Empire discovered a cache of secret weapons and technology that had been collected from a man known as Ra who I thought to have become the Ra you know of. Amongst them was a technology called an EG-Hyperdrive, a remarkable piece of technology. Our Hyperdrive systems are fast and are able to cross the entire galaxy within minutes. What we found, to say in a few words, we discovered Extra-galactic Hyperdrive technology and we are from another galaxy."
Everyone was in shock. "You're from another galaxy?" Hayes whispered, "Is that even possible, is that why you're here?"
"In a manner of speaking," Aion said, "the war I mentioned is a Galactic Civil War, the second one to be precise. The Emperor of my Empire once ruled nearly all save the wild zones of the galaxy. Then, under the manipulations of Sith Lords the Empire was split in two. However, recently with the 'accidental Deaths' of many of the higher up Sith Lords, the True Empire has recently begun to assimilate what systems it had lost. We have come to spread Imperial prestige and order to the galaxies, bring upon peace and security."
"Ah hah, I knew it!" A man shouted suddenly, rising to his feet. "I told you Mr. President- they've come to conquer! That's why they brought all those ships with them!"
Aion made a fist with his hand and the man grimaced, clutching his throat as he had trouble breathing. Then, as soon as he let his hand loose, the man relaxed and gasped for breath. "And you are?" Aion hissed.
"Robert Kinsley," he said pompously, "I'm the Vice President of the Untied States – I know about your little operation you scum." Aion was taken back by the accusation presentenced. "There's only one reason why someone would be bring a thousand ships and that's to take over!"
Herro, who had been sitting in the side lines, stood up. "We resent that," he said in a mannered voice, "My Lord does not come to conquer but to help. He see's potential in your people and has come to help. When he came before he had 12 of his ships with him capable of destroying your planet but he did not – rather he waited to bring his forces here to help. We come to offer you to be a vassal of the Galactic Empire, a colony of sorts."
"But that would make us weak," one of them protested.
"Perhaps in other eyes," Aion smoothed out, "but we will give you basic technology to increase your power. Eventually we will maintain a bare garrison here later in the future when you are able enough to fight."
Hayes looked at the rest of them as they considered and nodded. "Alright then," he said, "The United States, France, Britain, China and Russia accept your proposal – Earth will become a Vassal of your Empire."
Aion smiled behind his mask as he bowed and took his leave
"So what do we do now?" Herro asked as they entered the bridge of his flagship again, "You have completed your mission, the people are now vassals of the Empire, what is your order?"
Aion pointed to the planet. "The planet has many Force Users; many who are barely trained yet possess their own type of control however primitive. However they will be a secondary concern – our first is to secure our position in the galaxy and to help these people advance. To do that, we must learn their capability of controlling a wormhole."
Herro nodded. Not even the Empire, with all of the technology it had acquired, been able to control a wormhole without a massive Gravity Well Generator. Only one had been built and that one was beyond any mind to control. However it had been lost a hundred years ago and had been impossible to recreate.
"And the Star Forge?" Herro asked, "What of the ultimate Shipyard?"
"It will remain in the Rakata system," Aion said at the mention of the massive orbital shipyard, "Knight Gradel will maintain it with his escort and is virtually untouchable with the two Fleet guarding it. However, through the Forge I have created a smaller version twice the size of a Star Destroyer. While it will not be as powerful as the true Forge it will arrive in this galaxy in a week or two."
Herro smiled. Beside his master's discoveries, leadership, and power, the Star Forge was one of the reasons the Empire had won so much space. Within a month after Aion had discovered it he had produced 400 Peallon Star Destroyers and, with the files stored on it, designed the new Super Star Destroyer class.
"Where will we be going?"
"Contact the rest of the fleet," Aion continued, "land near a hospitable planet away from the eyes of the humans here, no less than 50 light-years. We will build our outpost there."
"And then what, when our base is created?" Herro asked curiously.
Aion activated a holo pad Herro hadn't seen in his hand. "We will activate the cloning labs we discovered on Wayland and Kamino. We have enough soldiers and the 501st will act as our main attack/defense force. We will not follow the acts of our human brothers here and create shipyards underground. We will follow protocol and create orbital shipyards.
"Once that is completed any non essential personal will go planet side. While I do not want to stay in this galaxy for long since our purpose is to merely help and show the power of the Empire, I want at least one system or two to be Imperial colonies for future citizens."
Herro bowed and relayed the order to the ships command Fq. Then, after they took formation in a packed into a box formation, they, like one well oiled machine, the 1000 ship Dark Core Fleet jumped into Hyperspace.
A hundred miles away, the USAF Ship Prometheus watched with a bit of shock as the massive fleet jumped away. "Contact SG-1," Pendergast said, "tell them that our little friends have a giant fleet."
Scotland, Hogwarts School, Magical Britain
"Severus calm down I have good news." Albus said, eyes twinkling as his spy in the Death Eater ranks ran in. The pale faced man glared daggers at the old man as he clapped his hands to begin the meeting. D
"Headmaster now isn't the time," Severus gasped, "Potter's back and according to the Dark Lord he has an army with him. The Dark Lord literally collapsed in the middle of a meeting when he stood up, that's what he said."
"Well indeed that was what I called this meeting about Harry Potter has returned."
Murmuring broke out in excitement. Everyone, at least both the Death Eaters and the Order, knew about the Prophecy concerning the Boy-Who-Lived and the Dark Lord. Finally after so long their savior would rid them of the Darkest Lord to have ever existed! "What is the dark lord planning to do about it?" Albus asked.
"After he made the announcement, the Dark Lord explained he had done a ritual to look at some of Potter's memories. But Potter used his magic destroyed the ritual's connection in a matter of seconds.
"From what the Dark Lord informed us Potter doesn't use a wand at all," he continued, "completely wandless magic, and goes by the name Aion now. He says Potter is part of some order I think he called it the Sith, the Dark lord wants to open channels of talk with the Sith something about the kind of power they wield. Also the Dark Lord has become very interested in the Ziggurats of the ancient magical empire of the Sumerians as well as the Pyramids the Mayan Empire built."
"Indeed did he say why?" asked Albus in his best grandfatherly voice.
"He said the Sith buildings were similar he probably is going to try and seek them out."
"Well then we must find Harry."
Pulling out his hand, Severus cast a memory viewer charm in front of everyone and removed one of his memories from his head. "The Dark Lord shared few of the memories but he focused on this the most." In front of them a figure in a black robe stood in front a dozen figures in a variety of clothing, some in heavy robes or armor, or in skimpy clothing for the two females that were there.
Suddenly a silver beam ignited in the robed man's hands, a man who Albus realized to be Harry, and lunged forward. The other figures used crimson blades and attacked Harry. But before they could even meet the memory faded away.
"That was when Potter broke the connection," Severus said, "Rabastan hypothesizes these blades are actually magic given solid form, seeing as one blade will block another but do not seem to be repelled by any other force or so the Dark Lord said."
