Author Note: This is my first fan fiction entry

It was going to be about an enemy faction from an anime I saw going up against the Star Wars (Disney? Cannon) Universe. The Timeline may now have been altered minorly to severely. So, take the White Comet/Comet Empire from Space Battleship Yamato's universe/galaxy and give them battle.

This story is written how I would see how it might happen. An impossibly powerful opponent beating star wars to a pulp. The only research I've done was browsing forums and wiki like articles.

I got inspiration from another Fanfiction from this site who wrote about how Mobile Suits (From Gundam anime) bested a Mass Effect faction. It was fun... and sad when you realize that people die in war.

This was more of a "What If" query. I won't take credit for coming up with the Idea of this story, as saw on the SpaceBattles Forums and thought about visualizing it. And let's just say, that the star wars universe ain't going to look to great after when this is over.

I do not own Star Wars (Disney LucusFilms) and Star Blazers/Space Battleship Yamato

Takes place nearing the end of the clone wars. (Like a few minutes before the opening sequence of episode 3: Revenge of the Sith) - I may have some plot holes. But, at the end of the day, I just want to imagine the destruction of the star war universe, because why not. Don't get me wrong, I love star wars.

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The Confederacy had amassed a massive fleet of at least 1800 capital ships for assault on Coruscant. While the Confederacy's armadas were spread far and wide across the stars, they had a goal in mind that would lead to the end of the war. If things were to go according to plan with little to no issues, then all would come to a victory under the Separatist Alliance and the fall of the Galactic Republic.

Leading the attack force was Count Dooku and General Grievous, in the providence flagship Invisible Hand.

"Send in the fleet!" The general roared

"Entering hyperspace in 3." croaked a Nemordian bridge commander.

Soon the large attack force was sent into the blue and black swirling tunnel, traveling faster than the speed of light.

Emergency alarms blared with the flooding crimson light display, signifying something was going horribly wrong.

"What is happening!?" Grievous barked

"Unknown, sir. We have dropped out of Hyperspace-" The Bridge commander stuttered.

The droid general with hate flowing through is every being, grabbed him by the neck, lifting the grey-greenish skin alien to eye level.

"General. That's enough. Let this slime go." The count growled

The General complied with his superior request, and doped the alien to the floor.

"Commander. Please elaborate. What do you mean we dropped out of hyperspace?" Dooku spoke, sending chills down the Nemordians spine.

"A-an unknown gravity source, sir. The hyperdrive must have prevented our fleet from colliding..." The commander trailed off.

Having enough of it, the General bellowed with his deafening roar. Swiping at a nearby droid, decapitated it in his enrage state. The General calmed down and peered over to the Count.

Count had his eyes fixed on the window, unflinching. The expression on Dooku's face was of somber bitterness.

Grievous, along with the rest of the crew on the bridge followed their leader's gaze...

Outside the viewport of the Invisible Hand, was a bright sphere. At first glance it would appear to have been mistaken as a distant star. But the closer, you looked, the more out of place it appeared. It was moving. The Whites and Light Blue hue of the object came closer into view. Soon appearing larger and larger. The fleet was on standby, no orders were given to continue with their mission, so they stood dead in the water. The bright object of interest was heading, bearing down on them.

"All, ships. Prepare to leave." was the counts direct order. He said in a calm manner, not to send the crew into disarray.

The commander obliged to his request and began to replay orders to the rest of the fleet.

"Sir. Are you alright?" The commander asked worriedly.

The strange object from afar could not be seen by the others, only the Count stared into space.

"Commander. We leave now." Dooku responded, this time unnerved.

"Sir, the Hyperdrive is still in need to be charged. The fleet cannot jump just yet."

"How long will it take?"

"Ten minutes, sir."

"Then set a course. Away from the trajectory of that." Pointing to the celestial anomaly "Afterwards, send a probe to investigate and give me all information you have on that… Comet."

"What can a possible rogue asteroid do to our fleet? Why can't we just move into attack formation-" Grievous snarled with venom.

"Because, general. That is no ordinary rock."

And indeed, this was "no ordinary rock". But a comet, one destined for grave malice. Unnatural in appearance and size, the White Comet will change the fate of the galaxy. For inside this monster, brings a greater demon, that the Sith and Jedi alike will fear.

"General, we are detecting… Unknown radiation. Possible Hyperspace jumps, but-"

"Spit it out, weed!"

"There ships!"

"So, the republic are onto us-"

"No, Negative, sir. Something else- More signatures detected! Oh, no"

"What? Who are they?"

The Count was being called, by his master. Without any word, he left the bridge and into his personal office. No doubt, Sidious was fuming who the supposal attack on Coruscant was delayed.

General Grievous along with the rest of the crew were too invested to notice him leave…

"Hail, there flagship!"

"I'm trying, sir. But they're not responding."

"Then send a message; If you do not surrender your puny fleet to the Separatist Alliance, than you will be destroyed-"

But Grievous was cut off as all the screens on his ship flickered off and on. Soon appeared to be a voice of an adult male. The language this person was talking in couldn't be translated. But it went on the lines of "We have no intentions of giving up" followed by a bellow of laughter, So dark, it made the Droid General cringe.

This was a first contact, gone wrong. But it didn't matter, as both sides saw one another as enemies awaiting death row.

The first few starships that seemed to slip out of strange portals resembled Republic cruisers, with their diverse selection of angular crafts with bulb and spike looking protrusions. In the center-top region of the strange "alien" design was what looked to be a singular bridge tower with antennas and other misc. attachments all over. Their color pallet was a mixture of faded green and light greys.

There were a small number of vessels, those of which were dwarfed by the Confederacy's starships in size. At least the CIS had that advantage. But not every battle can be won by "Who has the bigger stick" especially if you start judging a book by its cover.

"Bring power to the forward shields" Grievous croaked. Containing an invisible smile, that he knew he had the numbers and power advantage. These fools will pay dearly, The general thought to himself.

"Sir, we can enter firing range in 1 minute"

"Good."

But then, the unthinkable happened. As the large fleet that assembled to originally lay siege to Coruscant. They were taken aback once the unknowns had opened fire.

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Gatlanteans had a thing for playing extreme mind games with any adversary they come across. And this "Confederacy" was going to be no exception. The small task force that was going to test this faction's teeth may look under powered by numbers alone. But that was just the entrée for the dish that they have specially brewed for this galaxy. Yes, they could take it all down in a swoop with their extreme measures. But at the end of the day. Zorder had games to play. Games that he will love to shar with the rest of the universe.

The force that was granted, possessed a handful of Destroyers, Cruises, Carriers and… Battleships. For this recipe, a commander had authorized seven Medalusa-class heavy Annihilation battleships. Those of which possessed the icing on the cake. A Flame Strike Gun.

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"My apprentice. What is the hold up of our plan?" The dark lord of the Sith enquired with bitter intent.

"The attack on Coruscant was delayed by a… first contact, of sorts" Said the Count. His master nodded, gesturing for him to continue with his report. "...The separatist fleet was pulled out of hyperspace by an unknown force. The delay-"

"You have failed me. Now, tell me. How will you fix this-" The voice of Sidious was cut off as the ship rocked as if pushed aside by a greater power. Getting back up, Dooku stood and made a mad dash for the bridge.

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Meanwhile on the bridge. Crew were desperately relaying updates and commands. The battle wasn't looking too good. Grievous had underestimated this new opponent. Here he had a thousand plus warships, and millions of droids. It almost seemed like a joke how a small fleet could go toe toe with his. But, now his fleet was getting absolutely annihilated.

Before his armada bared down to target those "corvette" sized ships, out of literal nowhere, several yellow beams of fury gutted a large portion of his ships, which were in tight formation. But not only did they have their fleet melting, night terror inducing -what ever they were.. They also had weapons that could overload shielding.

Emerald green beams were received while crimson red darts were sent. Explosion ripping all around space. So far, the Confederacy had eliminated 40 out of the 800 alien forces.

"Enemy's planetary defense force is… retreating?"

"Good, advance on-"

"General. What are you doing? I told you to retreat and pull our forces out of this system. This battle is not worth it."

"Count." Grievous spat. "This faction is just an insect to our grand forces. They will falter in time."

"Time, we do not have, General…" pausing to mentally sneer with distaste. "Get the fleet mobilized" The count ordered the bridge commander.

"My, lord. We cant sir." The commander butted in.

"And why is that?"

"The fleet is still stuck in the anomaly. Hyperdrives have failed- aauck!" The pilot-droid had its head crushed by Grievous' gauntlet in a burst of fury.

A blinding light engulfed the bridge of the Invisible Hand. At an instant all eyes were drawn to the source. And at that, they all knew it was all over. Escape pods and other craft were unresponsive, and the maw of devil came closer to swallow them whole.

Indiscriminately, all the surviving ships under the separatists rulers fell radio silent as their hulls clattered and creaked under the extreme pressure of the White Comet. Escape was futile, a mere pleasant dream to believe in. There was no getting out of it.

The remaining ships, numbering 73, including Grievous' Flagship were pulled into the gravity well of the behemoth. Those who didn't have shields immediately crumbled to slag, just to collide with others and roam in the disappear filled debris field.

Numbering 14, along with the Invisible Hand. The crew saw objects in the distance. There was an eerie white fog that consumed their peripheral vision, and onboard scanning equipment was useless. Reaching as far as any person or droid could possibly see, the objects in the distant were becoming more clear. By the passing seconds, the objects took form. Dark green obelisks with protrusions, struts and fins appeared. They were ships. Thousands of ships, all tightly floating in the eerie clouded void.

Grievous thought to use this faction against the republic, while Dooku focused with the force to sense these beings. To his horror, the force did not culminate. It was like peering into a void, of nothing. There was no Darkness or Light. Just emptiness. The others aboard the ship who weren't preoccupied with tasks, simply gazed into the eternal white-blue abyss, that was the "Interior" of the White Comet.

But before long, things turned even more sour.

"Sir! I'm detecting missiles, hundreds."

"Raise shields and shoot them down!"

The first of missiles struck an unshielded foe, detonating and instantly vaporizing the Banking clan's Munificent class star frigate. As its hull was torn and punctured. Burned and liquified, The now unrecognizable slag lay in before its wake as a new mini star was born. Following suite, was a massive clouding pulse, which threw other warships into a frenzy. More collisions occurred while the unlucky, became chard and grossly unrecognizable.

Other missiles homed on, but thankfully most over shot their prey or were blown back.

Very soon, it was just the Invisible Hand, all by itself. They thought valiantly, but their chances of ever seeing the light of the galaxy were numbered. As shielding overloaded and flak guns ran dry. They knew what was to come next.

Dooku shut his eyes, silently releasing all his hate, regret and failures. For the first time, since he was once a Jedi, the darkness that clouded him was gone. All that was left was the light.

'There will be no deity to save you. The force is nothing but a plague. If it weren't for me, you would all be suffering. But as for now, let us show you, our love.' Came the baritone voice, slithering its way into Dooku's mind.

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(AN) The end. For now at least.

So basically. Picture the Invisible Hand (A providence class warship) being pulled into the White Comet. It's a nod to Star Blazers 2202 (Spoiler Alert) A few ships may have ended up with a similar fate. Rip, Apollo Norm.

Anti-matter weapons are more powerful that plasma or what ever star wars uses. So I thought, maybe the White Comet's ship mounted weaponry could tear away or bye pass shields. In space battleship Yamato, the Yamato has strong armor + the wave motion shield, which helps resist the urge of being suddenly blown to bits by the assailant's positron shock cannons.

Science stuff aside, this was meant to be written as a one sided battle for survival. There will be all powerful being to save the day.

-Picture Halo's Human-Covenant war. Humanity was on the brink of extinction. Planet's were glassed, billons were killed and if it weren't for a number of LUCKY moments or The Great Schism then, it would be a more darker timeline, let's just say.

So hope who ever read this enjoyed this story so far.

More will be added later.