This story is rather old and I haven't worked on it for quite some time. I found it in 'My Documents' on my computer and decided it might be enjoyable for some. Please review it so I will know whether or not to continue writing it or if I should take it off. Thank you. Signed TritonAuthor24-
STAR WARS
Delusions of Grandeur
It is a great time for the New Republic. They have disbanded any remnants of the Empire, although the mighty army of stormtroopers still lives. The legendary Jedi Order has been restored along with the mighty Jedi High Council. Jedi Knight Kyp Durron, and his temporary master Luke Skywalker have flown to the jungle world of Kashyyyk along with Lowbacca, and Tenel Ka to stop a dispute between the Trandoshans, and the Wookiees.
Meanwhile, Senators Mon Mothma, and Leia Organa Solo have flown to Naboo, guarded by Jaina Jacen and Anakin Solo, to join in discussions with the queen in order to begin discussions on recreating the Galactic Senate.
Former Stormtrooper, Grand Admiral Therane has claimed power to a non-existent Galactic Empire and turned it into the Imperial Alliance in an attempt to overthrow the New Galactic Republic, and bring the Empire's reign back to the galaxy...
SILENCE. THERE WAS COMPLETE AND UTTER SILENCE IN THE COLDNESS of space. The stars shined brightly and the planets reflected off of their sunlight. Then, out of the vastness of the galaxy, came a ship; shooting out in a straight shot towards one of the outlying planets and then slowing down suddenly.
Then another ship rocked the quiet, coming in right alongside the first one. The two XJ X-Wings flew in almost perfect unison towards the jungle like planet. They tilted to the left, shifting the weight of the ship and came in closer, preparing to enter the atmosphere.
"Kyp," Jedi Master Luke Skywalker called into the comm unit from his X-wing, "we aren't going to war. You should close down your S-foils."
"I only wanted to be sure Master. I mean, after all, we are here to settle a dispute. Are we not?" Kyp Durron answered his master.
"Yes we are, but there is no fighting out here. I can sense the tension and hatred brewing between the two species, but no fighting has broken out yet."
Kyp reached out to the Force, feeling it fill his body. It always gave him goosebumps when he did. His master was right, there was no need for the S-foils to be in attack position. "When are Lowbacca and Tenel Ka coming?"
"They're already here. They left a few days early. You're not using the Force Kyp. Feel for them and you'll see that they are down there on the planet."
"I'm sorry Master, just with what happened with the Sun Crusher and all, I've been trying to use the Force as least as possible."
"That is wise Kyp, but you cannot shut it off completely."
"I try not to master, I try not to."
In an entirely different part of space in the galaxy, hundreds of TIE-fighters buzzed around the gargantuan Imperial Star Destroyers, each of them well built and fully armed; the Chimaera was no exception. It was there, in the Kuat Drive Yards, for repairs and upgrades.
"Admiral Paelleon," called Grand Admiral Therane.
The aged admiral turned around to face the young and fit man that had so easily claimed power over the diminished Empire. "Yes Therane?"
"Do not speak to me like that. I am a disciple of the Dark Lord Vader himself. I fought in the 501st and then served the Grand Admiral Thrawn. No one can defeat me at my game. Lord Vader taught me the dark side in a way that makes megalomaniacs such as Lord Hethrir seem rather weak. I have real power and for that reason alone you shall refer to me as my lord. Is that understood?"
"Yes milord," Paelleon answered.
"Good. Now, we have a good fifteen Victory Class Star Destroyers including the Chimaera. The head of maintenance at the Drive Yards has assured me that we will have at least three Imperial Class Star Destroyers to use by next week. Before we obtain those, we will need an army."
Paelleon shook his head. All of these proud figures needed armies and were always able to do something 'fantastic' and farfetched to get it. "And how do you expect to get an army strong enough?"
"Grand Admiral Thrawn overlooked a few things while he was in power. One- there are more than just one warehouse that the Emperor hid his equipment in. Two- there were more than just one of the Emperor's Hand. We shall use both of these to our liking."
"Milord," Paelleon said, "we did know about the other warehouses, but did not know where they are. We've been searching for so long."
Grand Admiral Therane smiled, "Possibly the most secretive of the warehouses is right under the Republic's nose."
Paelleon did not understand, "On Coruscant?"
"No. You see, the Emperor started out as a senator from Naboo and after he became Supreme Chancellor he then declared himself the Emperor with the help of Lord Vader. But he had a warehouse built directly underneath the palace of Theed. The Guardian still resides there, he has become an old hermit though, yet he has more power than the Emperor ever could."
"Who is he milord?"
Therane grinned from ear to ear, "The Guardian that protects the Emperor's Warehouse in Theed is none other than a clone of Anakin Skywalker."
