This story is a sequel to "System Alliance Rise to Power"

Prologue

=place: Byss; December 3, 2180; 11 ABY=

"Admiral, Eclipse II crashed into a Galaxy Gun and they exploded!" - the officer said.

"Admiral, Byss was hit by a Galaxy Gun bullet!" - another officer shouted.

"Shut up!" - Admiral Prill Vom shouted. A native of Coruscant, he had been admiral at 53, and now, at 57, had been appointed by Emperor Palpatine himself to command Eclipse III, which would be his new flagship. He is a tall man, almost 190 cm tall, with blue eyes and black hair. However, he was quite overweight. However, his ship was still under construction. Despite the heaving of a working FTL and the main gun, the rest of its systems were still only partially operational.

"Byss is about to explode!" - the officer shouted.

"I said shut up!" - shout the more and more furious Admiral Vom - "Call all ships to connect to our navigation system and start calculating the hyperspace jump."

Ships joining Eclipse III within 2 minutes came on call and jumped in the hyperspace to the northern part of the galaxy, where the other forces of the Galactic Empire were located.

=place: somewhere in Hyperspace; December 4, 2180; 11 ABY=

"Admiral, this is the condition of the fleet and the personnel who are with us." - the officer said as he handed the admiral the datapad of the information.

"Why it took you so long?!" - Vom screams - "You're going to be late again and I'm going to kick you through the airlock?! Is it understandable?!"

"Y-yes, sir." - The officer said and walked away as soon as he was gone. The philosophy of ruling through fear was very present here, and everyone was afraid for their lives.

Meanwhile, the admiral began reviewing the state of the fleet. According to this provision, he had 56 Imperial II-class Star Destroyer, 13 Tector-class Star Destroyer, 9 Interdictor-class, 31 Victory II-class, 67 Nebulne-B frigates, 24 Gladiator-class Star Destroyer, 3 Enforcer- class picket cruiser, 4 Pursuit-class light cruisers, 24 Ton-Falk-class escort carrier, 89 Gozanti Cruiser, 23 Marauder-class corvettes, 82 Vigil-class corvettes, 34 Broadside-class cruiser, 12 Raider II-class Corvette, and 29 Carrack-class light cruisers. A total of 500 warships. Additionally, he had 400 different transport ships with him that were loaded with equipment and troops. Plus some 8,000 different TIE-series fighters, 14,000 ground vehicles, 600,000 stormtroopers and 5 million army troops. Such a tiny force, not even 1% of the number of ships or soldiers that were present on Byss at the time of its destruction. But more than enough to start his own Empire.

It was then that the thought hit Vom. Since Byss has been destroyed, so is the Emperor, and he has more forces under him than is needed to conquer the planet, or a dozen or so. Maybe even create his own Empire. Preferably somewhere in Unknown Regions. After all, there aren't many adversities that could harm him. Let somebody else deal with the Rebels when he gets his due.

Then the ship start shaking, and Vom grabbed it, quickly activating his communicator - "Bridge, report!"

"Sir, we just got dragged out of the hyperspace with the entire fleet because of... something." - said the officer - "We get a big number of unknown ships on the scanners and a habitable planet. We also get some really powerful energy sources. We are being hailed."

"Bring them together, but only the sound."- Vom said.

"Attention unknown vessels, this is space traffic control of the planet Milda from the System Alliance, identify yourself." - said a voice in Standard Galactic language.

"With pleasure." - said Vom - "But could we get a first contact packet and information about System Alliance sooner."

"The Alliance System is the supreme government of the Earth and the allied worlds, and all of their colonies, founded about 30 years ago after the discovery of the FTL drive." - said the voice.

"I see." - the Admiral said, smiling to himself - "I will talk to the other commanders and then answer."

Then the Admiral hung up and quickly analyzed the situation. They have had FTL for 30 years. Their fleet had to be small and weak, probably still relying on kinetic weapons. Just as he started thinking about creating his own Empire somewhere in the Unknown Regions. It must be destiny. His destiny. His right to conquer this System Alliance and maintain the values of his Emperor's Empire, but ruled by himself. They would make their decision when he turned on Palpatinenicator again - "To all units, start attacking stations and surrounding ships. They are going to be taken for the glory of our Emperor Palpatine!"

=place: control station on the planet Milda; December 4, 2180; 11 ABY=

"YOU MORON!" - shouted the commander as he and a large part of the staff at the station emerged in amazement at the deed of their college that operated with the Empire fleet - "DO YOU HAVE ANY UNDERSTANDING WHAT YOU JUST DID!?"

"S-sir." - The frightened operator of the station replied - "He gave the standard greeting in the case of the first contact. I have not given rare critical information, such as the number of ships or..."

"THIS IS NOT IT !" - replied the commander - "This is the GALACTIC EMPIRE fleet. I don't know if you've read the reports, but they are more TYRANNIC and xenophobic than the worst countries in History we know. And we only have our technology so advanced thanks to the Rakatan database and Caamasi. If it had not been for this, our entire navy would have been massacred by just a dozen ships from any space state. Based on the information you gave them, we are some primitives just waiting to be conquered. Therefore, we are only allowed to disclose this if it is confirmed early on that the contact is FRIENDLY!"

"Sir!" - the sensor operator will shout - "Imperial Ships power our weapons!"

"Issue 'Code Z-0' and have 'Cole Protocol' implemented!" - said the commander - "All ships are to flee wherever they can, tell the base to activate cover and impose martial law."

"They open fire!" - the officer shouted. Turbolaser beams struck defensive satellites while Ion Cannons struck all nearby ships.

"Report!" - the commander will shout.

The tactical officer quickly started the analysis - "Shields are down, we're losing power, the GARDIAN Nodes are down, satellites are destroyed, we're switching to backup power. It looks like many other ships were hit as well."

"Sir, fighters and shuttles are showing up on the scanners." - the sensor officer said - "The scanners are barely working, so I can't quote the quantity, but probably a few hundred."

"They want to take over the station." - said the commander - "All people have to evacuate with the help of caps to the surface. Send a message to the engineers to overload the generator immediately. The Imperials won't take this station."

Orders were quickly carried out. Fortunately for the Imperials, and unfortunately for the System Alliance, the capsule burnout was noticed, so instead of taking the station, they started by catching them. This prevented most of the explosions, although several fighters, shuttles, and capsules were destroyed.

At the same time, many ships were subjected to boarding teams, which almost always, despite meeting resistance on the ships, secured the vehicle within a few minutes. When a ship managed to repel the boarding action, it was destroyed under fire from turbolasers.

In just 30 minutes, all objects in orbit came under the control of the Dark Empire, retreated to the planet's atmosphere, or were destroyed. The time was only enough to raise the orbital shield and prepare the defense. The remaining defense forces of the Alliance System on the planet are 304 GARDIAN turrets, 89 fighters, 13 corvettes, 240 armored vehicles, 64 tanks, 12,000 military personnel, 42,000 Colonial Guard personnel + an unknown number of volunteers and soldiers who were on vacation on the planet.