A/N: Hello all, so for those of you who read my story before 9/4/12, then I must point out that Lord Kalus' name has temporarily been changed to Trident for the time being, a placeholder in other words. I'll explain everything downstairs, for now just enjoy the story, if need be, just imagine Trident as Kalus.

UPDATE: Found a replacement name.


While Revan was busy on Thessia, Cina decided to venture off to investigate a disturbance within former rachni space. The Sith shuttle traversed to a nearly inhospitable planet in the Mulla Xul system. As they approached a potential landing, they spotted signs of activity. Mobile structures though a cave in has collapsed underneath them.

The Sith troops scouted ahead as Cina and the three Sith took a look around. "Bugs with buildings not made from their own shit. At least that's some progress."

"Something's wrong. I don't feel rachni on these buildings…" Cina placed her hand against one of the structures, trying to feel the presence on it. "These came from the krogan. Why would the krogan be here?"

"Probably for the same reason we are. To ensure these rachni creatures aren't tools for the Reapers." Kron grabbed a shotgun left behind, slightly intrigued by the bayonet attached to it.

Cina walked up to Kron, "We're here to ensure the rachni aren't in danger, and if they are we're going to aid them however we can."

"Your sentimentality for these creatures will only lead to someone's death."

Before a confrontation could erupt between the two, one of the Sith trooper rushed over, "Commander Kron, we've found an entrance to the tunnels. Along with several dozen tracks heading into them."

"Rachni?"

"No sir. These tracks belong to something a lot heavier. And bipedal."

Cina broke away from Kron to look at the tracks herself. "These are definitely krogan tracks. Looks like they pushed on in."

"Probably because they had nowhere else to go." One of the Sith was holding up a bolder to reveal a crushed engine. "Looks like these krogan were stranded after losing their ship."

"Close-quarters…" Kron turned to the trooper, "Men, we're going on a bug hunt. Lieutenant, have your men explore the cavern below. We'll go after the krogan creatures."

"Yes sir." The trooper radioed his men to regroup before they explored the lower tunnel while Cina, Kron and the Sith twins ventured into the tunnel before them.


As Esura continued to peruse the catalogs with discontent over their available merchandise, Benezia walked over to a nearby café for a drink. Removing her headdress she ordered her drink, failing to notice two asari who were talking next to her. When her cup arrived she finally listened after hearing something she hadn't in over a century from the bartender. "I told her, 'You're treating her like a baby, bird, Nezzy, but she's gonna raise one hell of a storm with those little wings'."

"Little wing?"

"You okay?"

"Yes. Thanks."

Benezia turned away, trying to hid her face as the conversation between the two asari continued, "It's better to remember her like this than as whatever she turned into with that Saren bastard."

The asari patron slammed her hand onto the counter, "It wasn't her fault. She was trying to stop Saren, guide him as a force of good. But she was indoctrinated."

The asari bartender slammed back using a drink against the counter, "Look, I heard stories about the Reapers messing with your head…"

"And they are more than just stories," Benezia finally spoke out as she turned to the two asari.

The bartender nearly dropped dead after hearing her voice and seeing her. "Nezzy?"

"I was trying to ensure Saren's path didn't turn as dark as I thought it might. I was attempting to guide him down a gentler path. But all of my disciples who followed me, including myself, were indoctrinated by Sovereign. I tried to resist, but even with my training, my biotic capabilities, I was nothing more than a pawn to the Reapers."

The asari patron in white clothing turned to Benezia, "But you broke free long enough to help Shepard on Noveria. And Revan has been helping you, trying to truly free you from their control. And I remember how proud you said you were of me, mother."

"And I meant it…my Little Wing."

The asari bartender leaned herself against the bar counter, "All this time, I've been blaming you for it, Nezzy." She started to shake her head, "Thousand years old, and I still don't know crap. I'm sorry Nezzy."

Benezia took one of the bartender's hands, "I could hardly blame you, Aethyta. My actions weren't exactly defendable."


Trossk watched from a distance as the three asari continued to talk. Esura walked past him and he commented on her relatively empty hands. "Are you done window shopping?"

Esura huffed, knocking into Trossk shoulder as she moved toward the elevator, "There was nothing worth spending a credit on. Omega still has better weapons."

"Whatever you say." Trossk turned his head toward her, "Shepard has agreed to have us fight with him during this war. The Normandy's docked at bay D24. Try not to kill anyone that doesn't need to be killed." Esura threw her arm into the air at him, not even wasting her time to look back at him, before she turned to enter the elevator. Trossk turned back to the tranquil view of the Presidium now, "Revan. Cina. May the Force be with us all…and please, don't die."


As the three Sith and Jedi traversed deeper into the cavern, they found strange webbing covering dead ends and pods covering the floor in certain areas. There were tubes and metal pieces on one of the walls and Kron took a closer look. "This technology is unusual to say the least."

Cina was already examining it, "This reminds me of those husk creatures. I'd advise your people to stay on high alert until we know what we're up against."

"Don't think us for fools, Jedi! They are highly trained soldiers. They won't let some insects get the best of them."

"Commander Kron! I think we found them." The Sith twins, Kaosa and her sister Recack, had stumbled onto the corpse of a krogan.

"What do you think did him in, sister?"

"Something with a lot of teeth and claws. Or a lot of them."

All four drew out their lightsabers, sensing a disturbance nearby. Six blades had ignited as they moved to defensive positions. Cina with her pair, Kaosa with her purple saberstaff, Recack and Kron with their red sabers. From one of the webbed off sections scuttled a small grey bug that ran toward another webbing. Kaosa deactivated her lightsaber, "All that for a stupid bug!"

"Wait! Something else is wrong here…" Cina was using her lightsabers to light the area as she looked. From the ceiling dropped a humanoid creature as it howled. She quickly twirled around and bisected it with both lightsabers. "It's confirmed. The Reapers are here. They must have done something to the rachni. We have to hurry."

Kron activated his comlink, "Lieutenant, be on high alert. The Reapers' have their forces here. Watch the ceilings. We do not let anything leave these caves alive!" Cina cleared her throat at him. Kron rolled his eyes before he finally added, "That's Reaper…"

Reigniting her saberstaff, Kaosa questioning Kron's order, "Why should we heed the Jedi's wishes, sister?"

Recack lowered Kaosa's saberstaff. "Now, now, sister. She is one of Revan's friends, and Lord Dyonix's guest. We wouldn't want to anger Lord Dyonix, dear sister."

Kaosa deactivated both ends of her saber, "The sooner we hand them over to the Emperor, the better."

Cina continued to venture deeper into the cavern, "We have to hurry if we want to find these scouts before Reaper forces can kill them all."


The Lieutenant had received Kron's orders, as he and his eight man team cautiously traversed the cavern, using the night vision built into their helmets to see. They have found strange web-like structures that attempted to block their path in a few areas, but the webbing quickly fell apart with a single blaster bolt. They only found a few signs of life within the massive tunnels, a few bugs that scattered when they got too close. "I don't like this situation, sir. We should be following Lord Dyonix's orders, wiping out the entire colony. Not appeasing this Jedi."

"We aren't, sergeant. Before we departed Vendetta, Lord Dyonix and Commander Kron conferred to me that this is a torch-and-burn op. Commander Kron simply has to occupy the Jedi so we can complete the mission. As Lord Kalus ordered, we are to eliminate all rachni we encounter and to terminate their queen. And if possible, our Jedi associate will met with an unfortunate demise at the claws of these creatures"

One of the soldiers who were ordered to scout ahead had found something. "Lieutenant, sir! I found one of the krogan creatures. And it was armed with a flamethrower."

"Excellent. Corporal, take the weapon. He won't need it anytime soon." The corpse was a sign that they were getting close to something. All of them prepared for combat as the corporal took up the flamethrower. As the entered the slightly lite room, a screeching sound resonated in the air from one of the nearby tunnels. The troopers took to cover as the awaited for targets to arrive.


Trossk reached dock D24, passing the C-Sec security checkpoint he noticed the visual disgust on the officers as he walked past them with his weapons in visual range. He found Esura staring out from the viewing deck. Trossk walked over to her to see what she was looking at. He finally notice when he turned to look at the ship. "Is that the Normandy?"

"Must be. It has the human gibberish that reads 'Normandy'. But the ship is twice the size from what I remember. And a different color."

"That's because it's not the same Normandy from three years ago." Shepard walked up behind the two. "It's a long story…"

"Because you died? Rumors said you met your demise to a surprise attack. Personally I didn't believe in the rumors. I guess there's some merit to them after all."

Shepard smiled as he walked toward the airlock. "I do have to warn you guys, most of the crew isn't from the original Normandy. So expect some estranged looks. I also have onboard…"

"Dr. Tsoni and Garrus Vakarian. Revan had informed me of their involvement on the turian moon. Also, I can smell them on you."

"Since you're already accustomed to AI mechs, I don't have to worry about introducing you guys to EDI. Although, I should warn you about our rather unique guest. A Prothean." Esura however seemed rather skeptical about the news, though she knew not to speak for now. "We are also going to pick up krogan and salarian delegates for a war summit in order to fight the Reapers."

Trossk scoffed, "Asking the krogans and salarians to work together is like asking one of my people and a Wookiee to get along."

"Which is why I'm asking both of you to try and stay out of it. The asari don't plan on joining us in this summit because of the krogan."

Esura shook her head, "Then they are fools. Their arrogance will only lead to their down fall."


After a brief little uncertainty with Normandy's security team, Shepard was able to allow Esura and Trossk inside, though a few of the crew have expressed their displeasure of such. Esura however hasn't taken these actions lightly. She decided to fortify the Life Support Control Room to a more defendable location. Lady Benezia was asked by her daughter to stay with her in the old XO's office. Trossk on the other hand was starting to mingle with the crew as Shepard met with the krogan and salarian delegates. "Garrus Vakarian. You look uglier then I remember?"

"And you haven't changed one bit. I'd figured you of all people would have gotten a few scares by now."

Trossk laughed as he slapped one of his arms with his hand while flexing, "All thanks to Trandoshan regeneration. I'm just fortunate enough to be young enough for to still have the emergency regeneration on standby." Trossk got serious as he wanted to look out a window. "So, any news on how the Sith and turians are working out?"

Garrus got serious as he activated his omni-tool to read the last reports. "The Sith have been retaking territory from the Reapers on Menae but they still aren't letting turian forces cross any of that territory. And they've been very keen on keeping their dead from becoming Reaper soldiers. We've also received reports that they are even salvaging parts from their starfighters."

"Revan probably advised them to not let the Reapers get a hold of any of that, less we want to face an army of husk capable of wielding the Force, or blaster using Reapers with hyperdrive capabilities. An army of husks with the power of the Force at their side would make them rather formidable, even to the Sith. And the ability to bypass the relay network would make them near-unpredictable, and tactically unbeatable."

"This Revan. You hold him in great regard." From the elevator came an arthropod humanoid with a large platted head and four yellow eyes, dressed in red armor. Trossk also noticed the being's three fingered hands and two-toed feet.

Trossk turned to the strange alien and hissed, "He is an intelligent tactician, a strong warrior, and a brave human. He deserves nothing less after winning two wars."

The strange arthropod grabbed Trossk's arms, closing his eyes as Trossk felt a strange energy flow through him and into the alien. "You and the others are strangers. Yes, I can see it. You are not from our galaxy. Nor are those you call Sith. The tales of the…Mandalorian Wars echo within you and your armor. You joined them, but long after the battles were won, and the war lost. Your people are strong warriors…hunters. Your favorite game…Wookiees. Your genes are strong. You also have something unique. Different from anything in this galaxy."

"Very interesting. I'd like to see if Esura is willing to do that with you, bug."

The unknown alien released his grip of Trossk, "It is not a parlor trick. It is a natural ability of my people."

"Yes, the true Protheans are an interesting species. You, however, have epitomized yourself to be the rage and vengeance of your dead civilization. The hate created from your Empire's destruction. Your only desire now is to see the death of the Reapers by any means. I do warn you that this hate may lead to your demise if you aren't careful."

"I didn't let you see that."

Trossk grinned at the bug, ensuring his teeth were visible to a least two of his eyes. "No you didn't. That is one of the many powers given to me by my connection to the Force, Prothean."

Garrus wasn't expecting Trossk to acclimate so quickly to their unusual crewmember. "You can accept that he's Prothean without me or someone else trying to convince you of it?"

Trossk snorted toward the Prothean, "I've had three years to learn about, hunt, and smell all of the species within this galaxy. He does have that unique smell I find here and he's like nothing I've ever hunted, in this galaxy. It's not too hard to imagine that he was in a working stasis pod with enough power to keep him alive for roughly 50,000 years, until the Commander found him. Just like the ones we found on Ilos, but only he survived. Besides that, the Commander had already informed us about him. I just wanted to meet it personally."


As the shuttle from Thessia returned to the Sith fleet, they found the Sith had been forced into a tactical shift in positions. As they watched the fleet engage another Reaper, one of the larger one. Revan watched as he noticed a rather shocking revelation. "The Reaper's shields, they are surviving direct salvos from the fleet… They've been modified to withstand energy weaponry!"

"If our ships can't touch them, how are we supposed to destroy them?" Scourge looked back to the Fleet, and he remembered something. "Ion cannons…"

"If the fleet has ion weaponry, why haven't they been used?"

"Our Lord likes to 'keep a few cards at the ready' as he puts it."

They waited and watched as one of the Sovereign-class Reapers was nearly on top of a Terminus-class destroyer. Harrower-class dreadnaughts that surrounded the Reaper now opened fire using their heavy ion cannons. The ion charged shots quickly cut through their shield and disabled its long enough for the fleet to destroy it. Revan returned to his seat, "Does Dyonix often take such risks?"

Scourge sat across from Revan, "I have seen that he often likes to bait his foes into a trap."

Revan was curious as to why Scourge was telling him this, though he could only speculate at the moment until he could understand the Sith Pureblood and his motivation. "So long as he understands that this enemy is not one he can use psychological warfare against. Neither Jedi nor Sith have faced against such an enemy in these numbers."

Scourge turned to the pilots, "I shouldn't say anymore, to our enemy. You may be our guest, but that doesn't mean you aren't still a threat."

"Completely understandable. Where I in your situation, I would undoubtedly keep secrets about our strategies and capabilities. Unfortunately we can't afford to let our past grievances get in the way of ending the Reaper threat. But I am curious, Dyonix's tactics are completely different from the Sith who initial pursued us."

"That was Lord Volf. To compare the two in tactics, Volf crashes his enemies like a bull rancor whereas Dyonix strikes with the precision and lethality of a viper. He does have the habit of playing with his foes, providing a false sense of security before lashing out and toppling it." Scourge watched as pieces of the destroyed Reaper were being recovered, "Volf's ambition knew no end. And that is what eventually got him killed. The Emperor tolerated his grabs for power, but he finally crossed a line when he tried to kill you."

Revan knew he might be able to use this trait of his against Dyonix, but at the moment he was more concerned about the recovery of Reaper components. "I fear though his pursuit to find a weakness in the Reaper structure may lead to his demise. The Reaper's indoctrination is a very subtle and powerful weapon. I have heard that even components have the potential of indoctrinating anyone who spends enough time with it."


A/N: So why the change in name you may be asking. Well that answer can be found in the reviews of this story. A fellow claiming to have had 'rights' to the name of 'Darth Kalus'(or something, I'm not entirely sure) for over 12 years accused me of using it without his permission and requested I delete the story entirely else he was going to go to Lucasfilm Ltd. on grounds of infringement. He claimed I knew about him because I was apart of his Facebook group called The Sith Academy (Thule), thing is I have two groups I'm with. One is a thing between friends, the other is a Dragon's Dogma item trading group. I barely do anything on Facebook, except to do those free promotional games like Dragon Age Legends and things. He also believed I was using another Darth's name without permission(Victus). Most of my responses he copied and pasted into a new reivew on this story(minus the last one). After our discussions, I searched him out using Google and found his Facebook account. He really uses the name 'Darth Kalus' as his name there. And as for the guild he refers to(in his responses) is a costuming group called THE DARK EMPIRE Costuming Club(exact spelling based on their website's banner), founded in 2007 in Tennessee. He's like one of the first 30 members, so I think he's a founder or something.

Truth is, I was making a joke using the two Sith Lords' names(for all of you who have been with me since 'From One Doomed Galaxy'). I used the name of two villans from two different francises. Volf(named from the four-armed werewolf Greater Fiend of the Ninja Gaiden series) is replaced by Kalus(a anthropomorphic lion warlord from the tv series Hot Wheels Battle Force 5). See the joke was that a wolf(or dog) was being replaced by a cat. Its a weird joke, I know, but I kinda got accustom to calling him Kalus, plus I don't see the resemblence. My Kalus is from the time of the Old Republic and a Chiss, the other Darth Kalus(the one accusing me of infringement) looks human to me. I have consulted with a few friends(few meaning 2-3), but I don't know how much legal protection I really have here on this site, so on the safe side I have appeased him by changing Kalus' name(he and his friend can talk to Bioware about Victus). One of my friends suggested Chronos as the replacement name, but it just doesn't feel right. I mean back when they first introduced Grand Admiral Thrawn, it's kinda hard to match up to that kind of name. So now I'm taking suggestions for a new name for the Chiss Sith Lord. Hopefully before the next update, his name will be changed.