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Prologue 2

1024 Years Later

Dxun was a moon of Onderon, steeped deep in the dark side. It's native creatures were known to be the most vicious in the galaxy. Twenty years before, Mandalore the Indomitable was killed here by the local creatures. It was also on this moon that the Sith Lord Freedon Nadd was laid to rest, along with his two most dedicated disciples, King Ommin and Queen Amanoa.

And it was here that Darth Phobas walked now. She had landed her ship at the tomb of Freedon Nadd and had walked towards the camp of Mandalore the Ultimate. She was here to start a war. She walked to a clearing, where a small fire was burning. They were here.

"Show yourselves." She demanded.

Three Mandalorians emerged from cloaking devices.

"And who are you? Who do you think you are, ordering Mandalorians?" the leader, a warrior in yellow demanded.

Phobas smiled.

"You understand so little. I will not waste time with you soldier, take me to your leader. I have many duties to attend to. Take me to Mandalore, now."

The Mandalorians laughed.

"And like I said, who are you to order us? Seems to me you need to be taught a lesson."

Phobas smiled. They travelled in groups of six. She could feel the other three behind her.

"On your head be it."

She sprang at them, her two double bladed sabers in hand. She decapitated the man in yellow with one swing, and with a twirl of her blades, sliced on in half and cleaved one from the shoulder. She then backflipped, cutting one in half from the helmet down, and putting her blades away, blasted another with Force Lightning. Leaving one cowardly man, cowering in fear on the mud below her.

"Now, will you take me to Mandalore?"

The man nodded, unable to speak because of fear.

He led her up a narrow path, him still cowering in fear and she strolling up the path as if she was merely out for a walk.

They finally entered a camp, full with Mandalorians. They were hundreds of them. But Phobas knew that this was but a mere percentage, if she was lucky, an entire thousandth of the Mandalorian forces. There were hundreds of outposts just like this one, if not thousands, and many more teams were on different worlds across the galaxy. If they united, they would be a force to challenge the Republic. And that was what she wanted.

She was taken to a small building, and she knew the man she wanted was in here.

She turned to the man, who was shivering in fear. He was of no use to anyone anymore.

"Die fool." She whispered, and used the Force to crush his brain.

As he dropped to the ground, attracting the looks of several Mandalorians who were sparring nearby, she entered the building.

Mandalore was a sight to behold. Tall and brooding, draped in red robes and armour, turned to look at her.

"And who are you?" he demanded.

Beside him was another Mandalorian, dressed in yellow with a side cape. Another Mandalorian was outside Mandalore's quarters, with blue armour. And another was beside Mandalore with red armour.

She had researched them well. The one in yellow was Mandalore's second in command, Cassus Fett. The one in blue was a young man named Canderous Ordo, who had shown great prowess, enough to impress even Mandalore. And the red was the best melee combatant in the entire Mandalorian sect: Jhorsa Roan. Behind her, through the door, came a special forces shock trooper named Rohlan Dyre, and a brutal man named Sherruk. Up beside Ordo, another man appeared, who she knew was a scientist named Demagol.

"Greetings to you Mandalore. I am of the Sith. My name is Darth Phobas."

"And what are you doing here, Darth Phobas?" Roan asked.

"I am here with a proposal for you."

"Really? Then why did you kill the group that met you?" Cassus demanded.

Phobas smiled.

"They were unworthy. They refused to let me see you, and that doesn't show adaptability. And the one who finally brought me here was totally useless after my demonstration, and was of little use to anyone. Removing him helped you Mandalore."

Demagol was looking at her greedily, she could feel it. He wanted to study her. But he would not get that chance. Even all these brutal killers combined, they could not hope to defeat a True Sith Lord.

"And what is your proposal?" Dyre asked.

"K'uur." Fett snapped.

"Though he raises a good point. What is your proposal?" Mandalore demanded.

Phobas smiled.

"A war."

Everyone went quiet at that moment. She had told them what they wanted to hear.

"With whom? The Sith? I thought they were scattered and defeated since the Great Sith War." Sherruk said.

Phobas snarled in anger, turned around and blasted him with a Force push that broke several bones.

"Enough!" Mandalore commanded.

Phobas ignored him and walked towards the shuddering Sherruk, who was trying hard to breathe.

"We are the True Sith fool. We are not beaten. We are far from it. By all rights, I should end your life now. However I shall not. I sense you will kill many Jedi in your lifetime. And that is useful to me. So I shall let you live. Kill the Jedi. Kill them, and remember that is the reason you are spared today. And know this Mandalorian: despite your ignorance, I shall grant you this vision as a thanks for killing the Jedi in later years. This is my gift: beware of reformed Sith on Dantooine."

She turned to face Mandalore.

"I apologise."

Mandalore had watched the exchange with interest.

"So, who do you propose we go to war with?"

"I have shown you my power. If you dare attack the Sith, your forces will be obliterated. However, there is one other stellar body you could challenge. The Republic."

Mandalore laughed.

"The Republic? The Republic is weak after the last war! They will provide no challenge."

Phobas smiled.

"Oh yes they will Mandalore. They have done much in recent times, to rebuild. Their power is still strong. They will not oppose you at first, but when they finally do, it will be the greatest battle this galaxy has ever seen."

She nearly had them. One last push.

"You will subjugate the galaxy, fight your enemies, and gain honour, glory and power through combat. You will fight the largest galactic body in the galaxy, and I foresee that they will put up a hell of a fight, until the final battle in the skies of Malachor. You will face Jedi and the greatest warriors the Republic, the Echani and others can muster. It will be the greatest battle in history."

She had them. Triumph emanated from her.

"Very well Sith. We will go to war. But if you are not right, we will make you suffer."

Phobas smiled.

"I'm sure."

"What do you suggest?" Fett asked.

"Attack the Outer Rim at first. Put them on their guard. Events will work out. Recall the clans. Unite the Mandalorians and unleash an army that will scar the galaxy!"

With a great cheer, they burst into patriotic glee. They would prove useful pawns. Let them have their battle. Then, the whooping died down.

"Very well Sith. But first, show us your prowess. Fight Roan in combat." Mandalore said.

"Very well."

Roan drew a blade and glared at her from behind his helmet. Phobas smiled. He had no chance. She didn't even bother to light two blades. One was enough. She leapt at him and a millisecond later his head had rolled out the door and his body was a heap on the floor.

She turned to Mandalore.

"Remember that if you ever think about coming after the Sith."

And with that she left them to their preparations.

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She activated her comm when she got back to her ship. Her master, Darth Andeddu appeared before her.

"My dear."

"The Mandalorians will go to war."

"Excellent. They will weaken the Republic, and thus bring about more battles, more weaknesses that will leave the Republic open to our assault."

"Indeed my master."

"You have done well Darth Phobas. Return here to me. Matters need attending to back on Dromund Kaas."

"Yes my master."

And she left Dxun with that. But two weeks later, the Mandalorian Wars began. And with it, so did the death of the Republic, and the victory of the Sith.

So, the Sith have goaded out the start of the Mandalorian Wars. What will be their next move? Three more prologues left, then we get to the true story. So, I've got other stories to write, but I will try to write at least one more before I go back to school.