Feral lashed out with his hate, seizing the elder Ewok in its crushing grip. There was nothing the creature could do to stop his attack and it punctured through its body, wrenching its very cells.
There was a loud shriek of pain from the elder as the force cranked around him and snapped him up from the ground, twisting his body at the low back, and began burning every cell and hair on his body.
"Look how weak and insignificant you are." Feral said, watching as the Ewok struggled helplessly before his eyes.
He slowly twisted it to the side, stopping once it could no longer turn because of its spine, and then slowly, precisely, began to force it past that point, sending a series of crackling sounds popping through the landscape.
The Ewok screamed in pain.
"You Ewok have never been considered sentient and you will not be considered sentient either. Your fate has already been sealed, you are all going to die. Your Woklings will die."
"I...I... d...U...nd...W...Al...ted...P..."
The elder croaked, gasping, choking, barely able to speak as the oxygen was pressed out from the air sacs in his lungs.
"You say that yet that neurotoxin you all favor on your spears and arrows, which I am putting to use on all of you, by the way, says otherwise. You are not peaceful, you are little savages. The Ewoks will be purged. You all must be destroyed and wiped from the face of the galaxy, inevitably."
Dawning horror spread across the elder's bloodied, wounded features.
"P...e..."
Feral tilted his head.
"I told you before...Sith have no mercy, especially a sith like me...Genocide is my expertise."
A final push with his mind tightened the invisible grip on the elder and wrenched its body, snapping its spine completely. It let out a series of screams and shrieks, entire body jolting and shaking, thrashing, heaving, and even contorting.
Feral let the Ewok fall into hot ash where it writhed and turned into a cinder, then he wandered off into a containment center where Ewok shamans were being impaled spine first through spears and where communications equipment had been stationed.
It was time to enact the second phase of his plan.
"I await your orders." A ring of Tactical Droids and MagnaGuards spoke, hovering above a holo-projector.
"Focus on brutal subjugation and focus on gathering all of the Ewoks. No more killing or blasting them out of the greenery, we are going to route them out now. Preserve the southern forests and only strips of other parts for the resources. Begin forcing all Ewoks and their young in containment to cut down the soul trees and fashion them for prisons, to gather their food stores, build my palace, build my throne, harvest, hunt, and give me their food reserves. All of them."
"It will be done. What should we do with the ones that have no limbs and no eyes?"
Feral shrugged, thinking for less than a millisecond. "Dump them in a ditch or pound them into the containers so they can be crammed in. Put them on the ground and put an ax on top of them, throw them where the other are harvesting, and just leave them there, or pound them into the trees. Bring them to me and I will find a use for them. I'll be creative."
"It will be done Feral."
"Also, begin to utilize nets, electrified nets, and things of that nature to capture the Ewoks. Encircle them, and then split them apart so they run as individuals."
"With brutal efficiency we shall complete the given tasks."
In the southern forests of Endor, the only true part of the forests that remained strong, where the Ewoks remained free and not suffering, the battle was starting to climb to its peak. Both sides had foregone any semblance of ranged combat, and were keeping it close quarters, gritty, and bloody.
Ewoks piled on droids, twisting, cranking, pulling, and yanking them to pieces. Droids were tangles of furry bodies. Despite some of their statures, the battle droids were all powerful and capable of beating a fully trained grown man, Gungan, Zabrak, and even Trandoshan to a pulp.
The Ewoks that dug themselves in on collapsing, flaming perches were doing what they could to halt the charge, and to prevent their own demise. The ones that dug themselves in on the ground struggled to find cover and vantage points.
Only the Dwarf Spider Droids, Droideka, and Spider Droids had broken completely through the barrier set up by the Ewoks. There were far too many, and their hyper sensitive sensory capabilities scoped out the Ewoks without any trouble unlike some of their counterparts.
Even if the furry fighters were retreating, hiding, or trying to do either of those things, they didn't escape, they were blasted out with precise laser fire that set fire to everything around them, and sent shockwaves scattering.
The Ewoks committed all their reserves to the fight or escape.
Many brave Ewoks fought on.
One swung a broken spear as a club, staggering and turning, flying around wildly as it struck the head off of a B1 Battle Droid.
He got caught in the wiring of the battle droid, and could not manage to free himself.
The droid fired its blaster as the Ewok moved one way and then another, finding droid targets and Ewok targets, cutting a swath through both of the ranks without any reprieve, cooking fur, sending out cries, and shattering steel all the same.
"Ee chee wa ma! Ee chee wa ma! Chyasee! Chyasee!"
The Ewok shouted over and over, trying to swing himself around to break free of the wiring.
It finally broke away, smashing the remains of the droid to the ground.
Ewoks rallied around their fellow and pressed once more, sweeping him along in the wild and unexpected counterattack.
But the CIS, unlike the Ewoks, had other weapons at their disposal.
Droideka and MagnaGuards sped across the ground.
Assault craft ripped through the forest along with tanks.
Super Battle Droids stamped through the burning cinders and ash piles.
They trudged down long pathways, across the suspended bridges that remained, over the bodies of shattered battle droids, and wounded Ewoks alike, leaving them all in pieces or suffering until they were taken away.
They easily advanced through the receding storms, blasters firing faster than the heart can beat while their staffs crackled and sizzled with each pass.
Ewoks went down in broken, writhing, screaming, burning heaps, ensnared with nets, but other Ewoks moved to fill the gaps quickly, struggling to slow the Droideka, struggling to stop the MagnaGuards, struggling even more to hold their ground, and unable to avoid the nets being cast over them.
Storms of fire, nets, and blasts smashed into the Ewok side, dropping them, pulling them, yanking them, and sending them flying back from where they stood, all dispersing into opposite directions as the battle rolled right into them.
The droids quickly began forcing all of them to run back into what cover they could find.
The Ewoks were no match for the army.
They had no cover as everything was in flames.
Quickly, and surely, they were being pushed from their high grounds, forced from their cover, and made to speed away from any hideouts, unable to stand against the infinite attack of the Dreadnaughts and other assault craft in orbit above them.
There was even less they could do anything against the infinite droid army.
The trees they used for defense and offense were burning to cinders, falling, leaving the Ewoks to fall with them, or stagger across the ground half on fire as they jumped off to avoid a thunderous, splattering death from their homes.
More than a majority of the forest had been utterly wiped out and was burning.
Billions of Ewoks flooded around, screeching, shrieking, and screaming.
With no forest the Ewoks were left on the ground with no offense or defense, forcing them to retreat and run away, be taken away with nets, or outright surrender like many were choosing to do.
Their weapons like the catapults, pit traps, and other sneaky tricks had all been obliterated when the Dreadnaughts began to open fire.
The Ewoks never had a chance to prepare or rally.
The Ewoks' lines were hollow.
Huge cracks stretched into their walls.
More were being dragged away in nets, electrified nets, and sharpened branches that harpooned through their arms, torsos, or legs, all of them kicking and screaming the whole time they were dragged away and mangled.
More were being dragged across the ground, without both hands and both arms, they fought the best they could or cried out in anguish, leaving trails of tears on the ground as their stumps for arms fought for any purchase.
One Ewok was at the heart of these choke points, doing what he could do to prevent his Ewoks from being captured and to keep their position from being overrun.
For a time, his had been one of the strongest positions, his fellows rallied around his bravery, and turned a hasty retreat into a counterattack thanks to a collapsing tree.
But the counterattack didn't even make a dent, and with the billions of Droideka rolling through, the counterattack collapsed, and turned into a retreat. With nets and other methods of capture being thrown and tossed, the counter attack turned into outright fleeing on sight.
The droids continued their pursuit, rolling and bunching Ewoks up into piles and groups, tying the nets tightly before dragging them off by the millions.
Now the Ewok and his comrades were running for their lives, struggling to get where the rest of their kin were holding the line, all of them desperate to find a way to regroup and escape capture.
Grabbing hold of the only battle wagon in tact, the Ewoks pushed with all of their might, more climbed into it, the wagon jolted, barely moving across the uneven ground.
"Geetch Jad! Geetch jad!"
"Geetch!"
"Geetch!"
"Geetch eleeoth!"
Millions of Ewoks, in their effort, managed to get the battle wagon to go down hill.
More jumped onto the battle wagon as it descended, whooping and screaming war cries.
Droids and Droideka alike were smashed and thrown backwards.
Ewoks dived out of the way, scrambling and rolling across the forest floor to avoid being struck.
The battle wagon continued its wild surge smashing droid after droid, making more than a million explode on contact alone, sending flames and shrieking metal blossoming into the forest.
"Chak! Chak! Chak!"
"Dangar! Dangar!"
"Chak!"
"Geetch! Geetch!"
"Jad! Jad!"
Battle droids ran every which way, some diving, some lunging, and some stubbornly held their ground and kept their rifles spraying out torrents of bolts to no effect. Their bodies were sent flying away in exploding clouds of shrapnel, forcing steel to tear across the terrain.
Millions of droids began to fly away, soon turning into blossoms of fire.
The battle wagon roared as it picked up even more speed, spider droids parted, blown apart by the sheer brute force of the battering ram, and with shrieks of anguished metal, it smashed clear through MagnaGuards and speeder boikes with the finality of a meteor strike.
The blasts of particle cannons from dwarf spider droids flashed past the charging battering ram unleashing debris that crashed into everything, sending Ewoks flying out of their cover as little fireballs, quickly extinguished by droids equipped with the means to do so.
By the time the battering ram was on even ground, nearly half the droids had been destroyed.
It began to cut its way into the remaining droids, its rapid pace left droids falling from thousands of feet, bodies dispersing like rainfall.
"Chak!"
"Chak!"
"Yub nub!"
"Che!"
"Chak!"
The Ewoks shrieked and whooped, celebrating.
Feral ran in front of the battle wagon.
For its great size it could pick up speed, and more importantly there was no way for the droids to stop it since it was really going.
Eventually it would smash into a tank, and it would do some damage.
He waited until it got a few feet then lifted it with the force.
He looked at the shocked Ewoks behind the wagon, the Ewoks paralyzed with fear on the battle wagon, and the Ewoks close by watching in horror.
He smiled at them, and smashed the wagon into the ground, lifting them all off the ground at once, and smashed them into the ground one after the next, paying no attention to what order he did it in.
Their bodies exploded in crimson, splaying across the ruined terrain with bloody fur, and the battle wagon itself.
The Ewoks close by squeaked in fear at the sight, running away as they were sprayed in gore and fluids, but Feral kept pace with them, cutting them on the back, cut off one of their arms and legs, and then tossed them aside to screech and roll across the ground before they were hauled away like garbage.
Feral hurled out a wave of force energy. The attack was nothing but pure brute force. The massive shock wave shook the very foundations of the remaining forests and the whole planet itself.
The blast shattered every bone in Ewoks' bodies and sent their small bodies smashing into tree trunks, left in the trunk as pure indents.
A huge part of the forest exploded into great chunks of destruction.
Thousands of trees collapsed in a shower of fire and magatons, burying Ewoks and Woklings beneath tons of debris.
Their screams of pain ripped across the whole planet.
A second later more trees smashed into the ground, slowly drowning out any dying screams and screeches with a deafening reverberation that rocked the whole landscape, and sent even more Ewoks scattering out of their hiding spots.
Feral watched the whole thing unfold from a few meters away, staring at Ewoks hobbling out that could, pulling their arm or leg off into their hast, crying out like the rats they were and rolling on the ground kicking and flailing in helpless misery.
He tossed them aside carelessly, letting them bounce off trees and the ground dozens of times.
Billowing chalky clouds of debris and fire rolled out from the wreckage and down the landscape, filtering through the entire area and dancing with the fires that raged about close by.
He searched for any sign that any more Ewoks might still be alive beneath the mountains of debris.
He felt nothing.
Feral flourished his light-saber, turned towards the Ewoks that were alive and began to corner them.
"Cut off their arms!"
Feral jabbed his blade forward with quick thrusts.
"Take off their legs!"
He increased his speed, angling his wrists a few inches off each time.
Ewoks began to shriek and retreat, screaming as they tried to avoid the crimson fire.
"Make them cut down their soul trees! Force them to harvest all of their food. Use nets to capture them!"
The sky filled with dark clouds and a fierce wind rolled across the whole world, tearing at the burning trees and singed fur of the Ewoks, setting it aflame with small, growing fires that turned them into moving masses of smoking fur.
The Ewoks began to shriek, thousands and soon millions cowering and shrieking as they ignited over and over, seizing their bodies in unimaginable pain.
The air reverberated with the thunder and a bolt of lightning ripped across the world, lightning up everything, sending a loud shockwave bursting through the air that was loud enough to make all of the Ewoks scream in terror and pain.
Feral roared.
Bolts of blue-white lightning arced through the sky, and the temperature suddenly dropped.
Feral slipped deeper into his blood crazed madness, aware of the storm that was raging about him. He was the eye of the storm, drawing the bolts of lightning into himself, jabbing them through the Ewoks, and feeding on them both.
He felt his strength surge as he channeled and focused the dark side and used the Ewoks to sustain his very life.
"POWER!"
Feral shouted over the thunder.
He shouted over the cries of the Ewoks.
Grids of lightning spiraled out from his body, jabbing into thousands of nearby Ewoks, causing them to shriek in agony and be thrown in the air, steaming, smoking, cooking, popping, boiling, and foaming at the mouth.
More and more arcs lashed out, striking the Ewoks by the millions and sending them skyward, electrifying them until their skeletons began to glow so one could see them and their screams pierced into space itself.
More and more were stabbed through by arcs, thrown upward like rag dolls.
Feral shivered, suddenly going stiff, arms spread out at his sides.
Slowly, his body began to vibrate.
He felt his power surge beyond what he thought he was capable of as he began to feed off the agony of the Ewoks and drain their very life force to keep himself breathing and alive, he made them shriek, scream, and screech until it was all they could do.
More were thrust skyward.
"Can you feel it runts!? You are my nourishment! Your very life is what will keep me alive! Your pain and suffering! Are you ready to see your whole world go up in flames!?"
Feral screamed, feeling the raw power of the dark side roar through him.
Feeling the pure anguish and agony of the Ewoks burn through his veins.
More and more arcs lashed out, taking more and more Ewoks skyward until bolts of lightning connected them all to each other and the ground itself into a grid.
"You're all going to die!"
The storm rolled down from one end of the horizon to the next, and rampaged through the entire forest system that remained.
Thousands upon thousands of searing bolts arced.
The forest erupted.
Trees burst in flames, the blaze raced across branches and spread in all directions until it spewed out in a scorching shockwave to take out droids and tanks alike on the perimeters.
The underbrush smoldered, smoked, and ignited.
A wall of fire swept across the planet's surface.
The inferno consumed everything in its path.
Ewoks came screaming out of the inferno, their cries echoing and distorting as they were charred and burned to a crisp, their lungs being steamed by the noxious and super heated fumes,but because droids extinguished them, they would survive despite their terrible wounds.
Despite their lungs getting a little charred, they would survive.
Feral could see the world of Endor before him, swallowed up in flames and lightning. Reduced to ash and embers by his unchained fury.
He could see the cowering and retreating Ewoks, all wishing to be contained rather than be consumed by his dark will.
He seen massive jaws smashing every last Ewok to pieces and grinding them to pulp.
He seen himself eating, impaling, and boiling them alive.
He seen them burning like infernos, all of their tiny lungs being super heated, steamed, and cooked from noxious smoke and other fumes.
It was glorious.
"MORE POWER!"
"UNLIMITED POWER!"
Dark lightning consumed the Ewoks as more and more were stabbed through by shearing hot arcs, turning them translucent as they screamed without any end in sight, all shrieking at Feral with glassy eyes, mouths gaping wide open as mercy rang on their tongues.
They lost all hope.
Feral engorged himself on their hopelessness, thrusting more into the air so they were turned into blazing, screaming infernos, and unleashed the monstrous power, bringing nothing but misery and havoc to the Ewoks who dared to fight back and even more misery to those in containment.
He shot his hand toward the charging and retreating, a force push as solid as any stone wall smashed them into the ground, and he gripped them with gut wrenching force. Feral sent bursts of purple lightning scattering all about the Ewoks.
They screeched as sparks and cinders shot across the bodies, popping rapidly about until they shrieked from the burns and boils singing through them.
Some managed managed to stay strong, but the lightning poured out of Feral and the other Ewoks he had connected with different arcs began to shriek as more power was focused, and even more were thrown up into the air, shrieking and being cooked alive.
Feral held them there, watching them boil, burst, and pop, using it all to empower himself.
With a wave of his hand, he sent the helpless Ewoks flying across the landscape, to crash into distant walls, where they all rolled, thrashed, and writhed if they were still conscious or alive, while others rolled without any stop in sight, convulsing and suffocating the whole way.
Forks jabbed into the Ewoks more than before, all of the arcs searching them out specifically, even as they hid and ran, the arcs honed in on them like heat seeking missiles.
They were punctured and thrown skyward, screaming as lightning, thunder, and Feral swallowed them whole.
The Ewoks knew they were looking oblivion right in the face.