From orbit, Trepik Forthay looked at the destruction the Narjith and Exar Kun had left on Sentak in their wake. He'd gotten the unsettling news that every last official on Sentak had died. Also, it seemed that the Narjith's ruling class had been in session when the High Tower had been destroyed. And now the galaxies are without leaders. Even the Jedi are leaderless, and their numbers are all but insignificant after all of this. The peacemakers and either dead or lost and wandering, and the galaxies are tearing themselves apart, system against system. They need order. They need a leader. The abyss has opened, and the time for renewal has come. The former senator smiled.
(For those wondering, yes this is purposely left open to a sequel of sorts. I'll get to that one eventually, but I have some other ideas first.)
Thanks To:
Katie
Star Fox
MxPx
Linkin Park
Anyone who put up with my near-constant writing/reading in school.