CHAPTER 2
"High Admiral Josken, we are almost to the planet Agamar," a man in his late twenties reported to High Admiral Josken who was sitting in his chair in his command room aboard his recently constructed Super Star Destroyer, the Strike.
"Commence the attack upon arrival. Least amount of damage to get them to surrender, Lieutenant," Josken answered.
"Yes sir." With a salute the Lieutenant left the room and back to the bridge.
Josken felt the ship lurch as it came out of hyperspace.
He pressed the comm button on the arm of the chair. "Bring up the attack on the view screen." Immediately a view of the planet Agamar appeared on his large view screen. Two squadrons of TIE Fighters came into view as they flew out to the planet. There were two Star Destroyers on the right releasing a squadron of TIE Bombers each and one on the left with another squadron of TIE Fighters. It would be quick.
The five squadrons went into the planet's atmosphere and disappeared from view. Two minutes later the Lieutenant came back in.
"I expect that the occupation attack was successful?" Josken asked.
"Yes sir, we occupied the planet with minimal effort. Only a small settlement outside Calna Muun had to be destroyed," he answered.
"Very good. You may return to your duties Lieutenant."
"Yes sir." With a salute the Lieutenant left the room.
Pressing the comm button, "Tell Captain Abregon of the Dreadstar that he is to send Colonel Jesson and five squads down to the planet to work out the final terms of surrender. Colonel Jesson and his men will stay on the planet. The Captain will know what else is needed."
He pressed the intercom button, "Well done men. I expect to see this kind of efficiency from now on. No mistakes, only perfection."
A voice came through his comm, "Sir, Colonel Jesson on the planet asks that he have a word with you."
"Put him on the view screen."
An image of a man in Stormtrooper Armor appeared on the screen. "Sir, we landed on the planet and were immediately attacked, we've sent the attackers to their graves and- What are those two doing?!" On the view screen Jesson yelled out pointing towards something.
"What's wrong Colonel?" Josken asked.
"Two officials from the planet seem to be starting up some sort of large control center nearby, we don't know what it is."
"Just shoot them and find out what it is."
"Already done." A voice could be heard in the background. "Sir it seems there's a countdown on it."
"Get your men out of there it's probably a self-destruct system for the area."
"Yes sir."
"We'll talk later." High Admiral Josken cut the transmission and went back to the view of the planet.
* * *
"Everybody back in the transport!" Colonel Jesson shouted to his men as he ran into the transport himself. As the Stormtroopers got in the transport, Jesson ran into the cockpit. "How many haven't made it on yet?"
"About a squad sir," the copilot answered.
"Okay, take off."
"But sir..." the pilot began to protest.
"There's a bomb, one squad's better than five!"
"Yes sir."
The ramp closed and the ship started off. Colonel Jesson looked out a side window to see the entire planet shaking, "What's going on down there?"
"The core of the planet seems to be growing very unstable sir," the copilot answered as he looked at a display in front of him.
"What?"
"Yes sir, the core is growing unstable."
"I know block head! That must have been some sort of planet destruction center."
"Sir-" The copilot was cut off as the transport was hit by a missile and knocked out of the sky. It crashed into the forest outside of the city.
Colonel Jesson had been knocked up against the back of the pilot's seat, but wasn't severely hurt. The pilot and the copilot were dead though. He got up and opened the door to the cargo room where all the Stormtroopers were. A few dead bodies had been flown across the room into the wall and were now dead. The rest were blasting the large ramp on the back open. It blew off and they all ran out.
"Listen up!" Jesson said as he stepped out, "Hopefully Captain Abregon is sending down another transport to pick us up. But if they don't it's because the planet's core has become very unstable, a result of that command center being activated. It's been a pleasure working with all of you. For some of you I've been your commander for quite some time and for some you're new to the group, but we're all apart of the Imperial Army!"
Despite the coming doom the remaining Stormtroopers of the five squads shouted out a roar of approval.
* * *
High Admiral Josken looked at the view screen, this had been probably the best occupation attack he'd done so far. Now it would be the worst, the planet's inhabitants had built a Planetary Destruction Center. Only a hand full of planets had built them, but it seemed that this one had been one of them. Moments later the planet Agamar blew up. Five squads. A devastating loss. It would not happen again. He had sent Imperial Intelligence to the planet a week and a half before and in their report there was nothing about a PDC.
"Someone's in big trouble for a mistake like this." He pressed the comm button, "I'd like to have a little chat with Major Dess." He released the button and thought a moment, "And get some men up here with a casket in about ten minutes." Major Dess, the commander of that mission, wouldn't be seeing light again. "Send Druuk in too." His Barabel bodyguard.
* * *
"My fellow Dark Jedi," Dark Master Zarreck said as he looked around at the other Dark Jedi in the large arena, "The Dark Jedi are once again growing to large numbers. We are quickly becoming one of the most powerful forces in the galaxy. Third to the Republic and then the Jedi, both of which are usually considered as one. But soon we will be the greatest, within the next week we will have signed the Treaty of Mandalore on the Mandalorian homeworld. As we all know the Mandalorians were thought to be wiped out during the Clone Wars, but just like how the Jedi were thought to be wiped out, there were still less than five left and look at their numbers now! We will do the same for the Mandalorians, but quicker! With the signing of the treaty they will give us full authority to clone them in our new cloning facility. With the help of the Mandalorian clones we will become the ultimate power in the galaxy! Soon our days of staying on this planet will end as we move across the galaxy conquering worlds in the name of the Sith Empire!"
A roar of approval went up, but Zarreck waved the applause away. "Also, the once great Galactic Empire has begun to move inwards. They have taken control of ten planets in three weeks. I have noticed this and we've made contact with them and we may eventually join with them to secure our coming greatness. May the Darkness be with you!"
The arena exploded in cheers and Dark Master Zarreck along with his top seven advisors bowed a few times then left.
* * *
On the planet Mandalore, Master Zarreck and his seven advisors sat on one side of a long oval table with four of the ten remaining Mandalorians on the other side. The Dark Jedi all wore black long sleeved tunics and pants with black boots and their lightsabers hooked to their black belts. The Mandalorians all wore a light green and brown Mandalorian Armor.
"Welcome again to Mandalore, as you know I am Borruk, Leader of the Mandalorians, and these," he motioned to the others, "Are my Warlords."
"Well met Borruk," Zarreck greeted, "All seven of my advisors are here today. Shall we get down to business?"
"Yes, do you have the treaty?"
"Of course," Zarreck motioned to Master Yevlin to his right who took a datapad off his belt and handed it to Zarreck who then slid the datapad to Borruk. "I'll go over the conditions again as you read through it. First, we will be able to make as many clones of you and your people as we please. Second, you will be given one fourth of Korriban for you and your people to do as you please. Third, you and your people will help with the armor making process. Fourth, we will have full jurisdiction over the clones. Fifth, you and your Warlords will be apart of my Council of the Dark."
"Sounds good to me, where do I sign?" Borruk asked.
Zarreck took a pen off of his belt and slid it over to Borruk and answered, "Where it says 'Please sign here'." All four Mandalorians signed the treaty and then Zarreck and his advisors signed it. The Treaty of Mandalore was official and now they would begin their climb to the greatness the Sith Empire once had and beyond.
"High Admiral Josken, we are almost to the planet Agamar," a man in his late twenties reported to High Admiral Josken who was sitting in his chair in his command room aboard his recently constructed Super Star Destroyer, the Strike.
"Commence the attack upon arrival. Least amount of damage to get them to surrender, Lieutenant," Josken answered.
"Yes sir." With a salute the Lieutenant left the room and back to the bridge.
Josken felt the ship lurch as it came out of hyperspace.
He pressed the comm button on the arm of the chair. "Bring up the attack on the view screen." Immediately a view of the planet Agamar appeared on his large view screen. Two squadrons of TIE Fighters came into view as they flew out to the planet. There were two Star Destroyers on the right releasing a squadron of TIE Bombers each and one on the left with another squadron of TIE Fighters. It would be quick.
The five squadrons went into the planet's atmosphere and disappeared from view. Two minutes later the Lieutenant came back in.
"I expect that the occupation attack was successful?" Josken asked.
"Yes sir, we occupied the planet with minimal effort. Only a small settlement outside Calna Muun had to be destroyed," he answered.
"Very good. You may return to your duties Lieutenant."
"Yes sir." With a salute the Lieutenant left the room.
Pressing the comm button, "Tell Captain Abregon of the Dreadstar that he is to send Colonel Jesson and five squads down to the planet to work out the final terms of surrender. Colonel Jesson and his men will stay on the planet. The Captain will know what else is needed."
He pressed the intercom button, "Well done men. I expect to see this kind of efficiency from now on. No mistakes, only perfection."
A voice came through his comm, "Sir, Colonel Jesson on the planet asks that he have a word with you."
"Put him on the view screen."
An image of a man in Stormtrooper Armor appeared on the screen. "Sir, we landed on the planet and were immediately attacked, we've sent the attackers to their graves and- What are those two doing?!" On the view screen Jesson yelled out pointing towards something.
"What's wrong Colonel?" Josken asked.
"Two officials from the planet seem to be starting up some sort of large control center nearby, we don't know what it is."
"Just shoot them and find out what it is."
"Already done." A voice could be heard in the background. "Sir it seems there's a countdown on it."
"Get your men out of there it's probably a self-destruct system for the area."
"Yes sir."
"We'll talk later." High Admiral Josken cut the transmission and went back to the view of the planet.
* * *
"Everybody back in the transport!" Colonel Jesson shouted to his men as he ran into the transport himself. As the Stormtroopers got in the transport, Jesson ran into the cockpit. "How many haven't made it on yet?"
"About a squad sir," the copilot answered.
"Okay, take off."
"But sir..." the pilot began to protest.
"There's a bomb, one squad's better than five!"
"Yes sir."
The ramp closed and the ship started off. Colonel Jesson looked out a side window to see the entire planet shaking, "What's going on down there?"
"The core of the planet seems to be growing very unstable sir," the copilot answered as he looked at a display in front of him.
"What?"
"Yes sir, the core is growing unstable."
"I know block head! That must have been some sort of planet destruction center."
"Sir-" The copilot was cut off as the transport was hit by a missile and knocked out of the sky. It crashed into the forest outside of the city.
Colonel Jesson had been knocked up against the back of the pilot's seat, but wasn't severely hurt. The pilot and the copilot were dead though. He got up and opened the door to the cargo room where all the Stormtroopers were. A few dead bodies had been flown across the room into the wall and were now dead. The rest were blasting the large ramp on the back open. It blew off and they all ran out.
"Listen up!" Jesson said as he stepped out, "Hopefully Captain Abregon is sending down another transport to pick us up. But if they don't it's because the planet's core has become very unstable, a result of that command center being activated. It's been a pleasure working with all of you. For some of you I've been your commander for quite some time and for some you're new to the group, but we're all apart of the Imperial Army!"
Despite the coming doom the remaining Stormtroopers of the five squads shouted out a roar of approval.
* * *
High Admiral Josken looked at the view screen, this had been probably the best occupation attack he'd done so far. Now it would be the worst, the planet's inhabitants had built a Planetary Destruction Center. Only a hand full of planets had built them, but it seemed that this one had been one of them. Moments later the planet Agamar blew up. Five squads. A devastating loss. It would not happen again. He had sent Imperial Intelligence to the planet a week and a half before and in their report there was nothing about a PDC.
"Someone's in big trouble for a mistake like this." He pressed the comm button, "I'd like to have a little chat with Major Dess." He released the button and thought a moment, "And get some men up here with a casket in about ten minutes." Major Dess, the commander of that mission, wouldn't be seeing light again. "Send Druuk in too." His Barabel bodyguard.
* * *
"My fellow Dark Jedi," Dark Master Zarreck said as he looked around at the other Dark Jedi in the large arena, "The Dark Jedi are once again growing to large numbers. We are quickly becoming one of the most powerful forces in the galaxy. Third to the Republic and then the Jedi, both of which are usually considered as one. But soon we will be the greatest, within the next week we will have signed the Treaty of Mandalore on the Mandalorian homeworld. As we all know the Mandalorians were thought to be wiped out during the Clone Wars, but just like how the Jedi were thought to be wiped out, there were still less than five left and look at their numbers now! We will do the same for the Mandalorians, but quicker! With the signing of the treaty they will give us full authority to clone them in our new cloning facility. With the help of the Mandalorian clones we will become the ultimate power in the galaxy! Soon our days of staying on this planet will end as we move across the galaxy conquering worlds in the name of the Sith Empire!"
A roar of approval went up, but Zarreck waved the applause away. "Also, the once great Galactic Empire has begun to move inwards. They have taken control of ten planets in three weeks. I have noticed this and we've made contact with them and we may eventually join with them to secure our coming greatness. May the Darkness be with you!"
The arena exploded in cheers and Dark Master Zarreck along with his top seven advisors bowed a few times then left.
* * *
On the planet Mandalore, Master Zarreck and his seven advisors sat on one side of a long oval table with four of the ten remaining Mandalorians on the other side. The Dark Jedi all wore black long sleeved tunics and pants with black boots and their lightsabers hooked to their black belts. The Mandalorians all wore a light green and brown Mandalorian Armor.
"Welcome again to Mandalore, as you know I am Borruk, Leader of the Mandalorians, and these," he motioned to the others, "Are my Warlords."
"Well met Borruk," Zarreck greeted, "All seven of my advisors are here today. Shall we get down to business?"
"Yes, do you have the treaty?"
"Of course," Zarreck motioned to Master Yevlin to his right who took a datapad off his belt and handed it to Zarreck who then slid the datapad to Borruk. "I'll go over the conditions again as you read through it. First, we will be able to make as many clones of you and your people as we please. Second, you will be given one fourth of Korriban for you and your people to do as you please. Third, you and your people will help with the armor making process. Fourth, we will have full jurisdiction over the clones. Fifth, you and your Warlords will be apart of my Council of the Dark."
"Sounds good to me, where do I sign?" Borruk asked.
Zarreck took a pen off of his belt and slid it over to Borruk and answered, "Where it says 'Please sign here'." All four Mandalorians signed the treaty and then Zarreck and his advisors signed it. The Treaty of Mandalore was official and now they would begin their climb to the greatness the Sith Empire once had and beyond.